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letra de kitchen stove (feat. icedout rj) - pozer (uk)

[intro: pozer]
i done it with gang and i done it alone (mmm, nah, turn that up)
know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone
(young madz, tur-t-t-tu-t-t–)

[chorus: pozer]
roll this dope, smoke and toke
southside of the water, ain’t a joke
i chop green then i’m letting it go
my n-gga put faith in a kitchen stove
if it ain’t ’bout bread, don’t call my phone
if it ain’t bout progress, leave me alone
i done it with gang and i done it alone
n-ggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone

[verse 1: icedout rj]
look
they hate on me clearly
being myself they compare me to cc
gucci on feet and ears got the gg
i smile in the dark and you see the vv
people hate with no motion
step on the gas hear the engine roaring
got 3 phones and i’m out here scoring
you love em you corny them b-tches get boring
bad b
big back
b-tches complain no one cares it’s sad
i’m taking my trips on my own i don’t lack
i’m doing my thing and they hating on that like
i get tens
with no stress
i’m not with the crowd i’m making some trends
if i that one i’ll send her a text
don’t care bout these hoes i’ll pass em to friends
ha
these days they care bout the clout
i’m putting in work and they putting in doubt
they out and try to talk on the life i live but they don’t know what my life about
it’s funny to me that they hate
don’t care cuz i’m focused on pape
when the rapping blows they gon try and spin back when they can’t start calling me fake
[chorus: pozer]
roll this dope, smoke and toke
southside of the water, ain’t a joke
i chop green then i’m letting it go
my n-gga put faith in a kitchen stove
if it ain’t bout bread, don’t call my phone
if it ain’t bout progress, leave me alone
i done it with gang and i done it alone
n-ggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone

[verse 2: pozer]
i need bread, not clout, big figures
i want bruck-back, nines and spinnas
samurais, zks and fl!ckers
live at the nine-five, i ain’t one of these n-ggas
roads is real, gotta keep mine on me
and i know you get what you give, it’s mad
creep up stealth with the nifteens wonky
due to tek wah the only son that she had
same time i’m tryna level up and do greatness
allah made this and that’s talking facts
how you gonna g-check me with my stainless?
the yute’s brainless, how i’ll ying it and dash
long time i ain’t been jummah, i’m wasted
i’m all wasting time that i don’t have
ptsd brandishing my shavers
don’t know if it’s motor or jump out gang
tried chinging up totts, but it popped, are you serious?
said i won’t slide to his side he’s delirious
block the flip now i’m furious
my n-gga said roll this dope and cool
i’m outside when this sh-t get serious
i ain’t out here cah i’m tryna look cool
mask on face like ray mysterious
i’m on tfl with this stainless tool
[chorus: pozer]
roll this dope, smoke and toke
southside of the water, ain’t a joke
i chop green then i’m letting it go
my n-gga put faith in a kitchen stove
if it ain’t bout bread, don’t call my phone
if it ain’t bout progress, leave me alone
i done it with gang and i done it alone
n-ggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone

- pozer uk

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