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letra de golden eye nephew - rxknephew

golden eye nephew lyrics
[intro]
uh
yeah, uh

[verse]
tryna quit these beans, sh-t f-ckin’ with my mental health
n-gga talkin’ ’bout some money broke, boy, go k!ll yourself
momma told me i was grown, “boy, go get your own money”
3500, town and country, b-tch, that dope money
late night, me and auntie [?], both of us ain’t sleep
both our stomach growlin’, both us trappin’, both of us ain’t eat
wonder if my homie know i’m thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ him?
smart n-gga – but in his head, he ain’t got it all
i let this thirty off, they gon’ call the law
robbed the plug and shot him, gettin’ nervous, i can’t tell my dawg
hit a l!ck, but i can’t put him on, i can’t help my dawg
they say you take a horse right to the water but can’t make him drink it
been a boss since a lil’ n-gga, you ain’t gotta believe it
auntie seen that dope, thought she saw the second coming of jesus
can’t trust the homie, i can’t trust my b-tch, can’t trust n0body
talkin’ to myself, certain sh-t can’t tell n0body
sh-t, long as my daughters love me, i ain’t gotta prove it to n0body
robbery’s the sh-t that put me on, better go ask somebody
super sheisty, super grimy, super sleazy, n-gga
real reptile, that boy got super greasy in him
who the h-ll he gon’ rob? man, this sh-t too easy for him
cbt, they know my name, i can’t be trusted ’round my way
free my dawg, ride for my homies, b-tch, don’t see no other way
if you do sum’ to my dawg, b-tch, you won’t see that other day
put my wrist off in that pot, b-tch, i took that bud away
b-tch gettin’ on my nerves ’cause i don’t wanna f-ck today
her brother died, she thinkin’ i’m supposed to feel some sympathy
i never lost n0body that i loved who really close to me
i’m thinkin’ i don’t love myself when i be on that ecstasy
either the crack game or rap game, i give it the best of me
labels on the phone, i’m tryna get ’em cut that check for me
they don’t know ’bout how i came up, and this the better me
tell a n-gga suck d-ck, like, “what the f-ck you said to me?”
bunch of crip n-ggas gl!cked the f-ck up with dreads with me
that water boilin’, crack gettin’ hot, think i’m ’bout to f-ck it up
brody keep on actin’ like i owe him, i’m ’bout to f-ck him up
throw that thang back off in that pot, re-rock and touch it up
plenty of fish, found a white b-tch, thirty minutes away
dope i got’ll hit; like meth, put craters in her face
two hours from her crib, [?] paying good for yay
my price look like i’m selling yeezys, like i’m signed to kanye
ain’t sleep in two weeks, i had this outfit on for three days
lazy b-tch sellin’ p-ssy, ain’t hit l!cks in three days
your problems ain’t my problems, b-tch, i beat that pack like rocaine
b-tch seen me do a line, act like she don’t do cocaine
b-tch, i got some demons in my body tryna come out
soon as the plug put work in my hand, glock comin’ out
dr. neph! let me tell you somethin’: boy, just be yourself
auntie o, signed in rehab, act like she need some help

- rxknephew

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