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letra de dis on ex - imbadkidray

real street n-gga, i ain’t tryna feel no sorrow (no)
drive that maybach like a f-ckin’ monte carlo
i been tryna find some peace and only god know (yeah)
cross me once, can’t call my phone, you get the dial tone
i been on fleek, i’m poppin’ (i’m poppin’)
not many ’round, if you don’t know, it helped my pockets (my pockets)
and my bro take that draco and go wildin’ (bah, bah)
tryna grow up, don’t come in contact with that violence
violins should be played how i’m stylin’
comment well, she like, “what picture?” that ain’t my b-tch
tired of the bayou, i wan’ take it out to new york
and live a high life like a n-gga signed with highbridge
i flash out and take his head from off his body
i never once showed you that side, but that’s who i’m is
hidin’ out, i let that 30 spit on college
if i die right now, just check the stats and see how i did
i’m a real street n-gga, yeah
i just pulled my ‘retta out and tried to stop a n-gga (where you goin’?)
i just walked outside my house and almost shot a n-gga (f-ck is you doin’?)
f-ck my ex, i hope my next can probably top her, n-gga

- imbadkidray

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