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letra de envy - izaya tiji

[intro]
(digging my own grave)

[verse]
you can’t lack if you my brudda
now i got opps, and you got some bruh
different glocks, my b-tches custom
boy, yo broke ass could never judge us
see them bands, this sh-t get buns up
highlights on, n-gga can get touched up
five lights on, n-gga can get sent up
rock out, wanna play sum? n-gga tensed up
young n-gga walked in, uh, uh, young n-gga walked in droppin’ them digits
y’all n-ggas walked out makin’ some [?], and i made these n-ggas, i don’t even exhibit
d-mn, y’all n-ggas so un-indentic, d-mn near finna go clown on this sh-t
i ain’t even try to put out my business, n-ggas send shots right through my tinted’s
go ‘head and cop that slower hammy, young n-ggas got bullets like bandits
she want g-63 mercеdes
wit’ yo’ ho, she don’t look like a lady
look at yo’ ho’, shе look like a man
i got some sh-t that ball like a fan
i love my bl!ck, yeah, taught ‘em to scam
turn off the website, don’t understand
how do they know theres cops behind me?
i was just chasing a van
yeah, i have a few bricks wit’ me, d-mn near cost a lamb
heaven get some way on me, d-mn near bro got a d-mn
p-ssy look like some sandwich meat, that p-ssy lookin’ like ham
put a dumb n-gga brains on the floor, call that starburst jam
back then just hop at the phone, she just look like a ten, ayy
walk down wearin’ a bear, i got a bit’ wit’ a boy cat-fit in a chair, ayy, yuh
but don’t expect me to care
god darn it, spent on love
i love to run it up
n-ggas like to hate through the screen
but in person give you a hug
these n-ggas so d-mn soft, woah, these n-ggas some d-mn foes
i know these hoes know lil’ me, ‘cause they just love my stuff
if, look at yo’ ho, she crumb
don’t look at yo’ ho, she ug-
she call me “your highness,” i feel like the highest, yeah
baby, you go through my pockets, i don’t care
yeah, i’ma just shoot like giannis (grrrr)
ayy, i caught ‘em on camera, i put [non-lyrical vocals] on that boy with the choppa, ayy, ayy
cut a lil’ n-gga in half, yeah, he a factor
i’m calling my mom, them bands, i’m ballin’ nun’ else (brrat)
i don’t wanna hurt no one else, i don’t wanna get to know no one else (grr, grr)
i did some n-ggas some dirt that i know i’m goin’ to h-ll
[and my doors my 1911 ???], young n-gga i ain’t goin’ to heaven
and the t6 n-gga a lexis, and n0body ask no question
and somebody gon’ do that damage
i gotta give bro like ten racks
my ho she drippin’ in [vetements ?]
yeah, yeah, i’m rollin’ off xanax
p-ssy pant, get clear of that [?]
dead ass n-gga, my wood, i can relax
n-gga had to drop lil ticket
make a young n-gga just zip it (zip it)
swing on the door like popeyes biscuit
tryna be tough, get popped oh really?
they keep missin’ they spinnin’, they busy
money counter, that feeling
she wanna suck on this jimmy
most of you n-ggas gon’ envy
[outro]
most of you n-ggas wanna end me
most of you n-ggas wanna end me, yuh
envy
all of them n-ggas they envy

- izaya tiji

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