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letra de long live breil tribute - big yavo

[intro]
yeah
if you ain’t listening to me, who the f-ck you listening too? (cookupmason)
yeah, hmm, hmm
hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm

[chorus]
first started rapping, i ain’t have no support
big yay hit me up and he gave me a chance (chance, chance)
started to get on my grind, ain’t got time for friends (f-ck friends)
yeah, i live in the trap, still counting up bands (bands)
say he trap, he move slow like he walking through sand
on the phone with my n-ggas that locked in the can
yc touching down, don’t ask me when (don’t ask me when)
that sh-t crazy, when he was out, y’all ain’t f-ck with him then
[verse]
got locked, headed down, i ain’t tell on my n-gga (i ain’t tell)
can’t trust no n-gga, they changing colors like skittles (skittles)
slimed him out, he was green, dill (pickle ass)
claim you spinned, how the f-ck you ain’t hit ’em (how the f-ck you ain’t?)
claimed you had spinned, how the f-ck did you miss ’em
i got so many sluggs, b-tch, i’m ’bout my skrilla
yellow baby like big bird, i’m sliding with steelers
when i see me a fish, mane, lil’ hitter gon’ realer (gon’ realer) in
flown through the city, tryna hit my phone
h-ll nah, i don’t f-ck with that (what up?) trend (city trends)
that sh-t just be making mad, n-ggas acting too gangster, but gon’ b-tch up when the judge give ’em ten
whole ass gangster gon’ drop sh-t on a ten
been tryna tell kayla, b-tch, f-ck these friends (man, f-ck these friends)
i’m ballin’ like holiday, tell the b-tch ’til the end
just me and my brother, told the ho to bring her friends (tell the ho bring her friends)

[chorus]
first started rapping, i ain’t have no support (i ain’t have no support)
big yay hit me up and he gave me a chance (gave me a chance)
started to get on my grind, ain’t got time for friends (no, ain’t got time for ’em)
yeah, i live in the trap, still counting up bands (counting up)
say he trap, he move slow like he walking through sand (in the trap)
on the phone with my n-ggas that locked in the can (on the phone)
yc touching down, don’t ask me when (i miss yc)
that sh-t crazy, when he was out, y’all ain’t f-ck with him then (y’all ain’t f-ck with him then)
[outro]
y’all ain’t f-ck with my lil’ n-gga then, so i don’t f-ck wit’ you
don’t f-ck wit’ em knots, and free osama too, you know we are
yeah, we ain’t forget about new members
yeah, hmm, yeah, hmm-hmm
yeah, hmm
mmm-mmm
mmm-mmm

- big yavo

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