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stargiela
oh, oh
yea

i’m back i’m back
uh

i’m back mixing my liquor
they thought i lost the vision
but i’m back painting this picture
i promise i’m staying witcha’
my n-gg-s told me k!ll you
don’t worry, i’m no k!ller
i k!lled a couple n-gg-s
but at night i hate the feeling
ain’t nothing bout me “prolly”
but i’ll “prolly” make a million
ain’t nothing bout us “maybe”
but “maybe” you just don’t get us
my hood is all i know
and for them
ima make you feel it
for them, i can’t have no feelings
i can’t have no ceilings, nah
plus they lovin’ me like never before
i just need the southern district
and the rest of it’s yours queens
how it feel to know i got some sh-t that never was yours
as easy as
pressin’ the four
step in the store man

hook-
these days i’m more wavy than i ever been
in and out the kitchen
tryna whip me up a settlement
love to ask me questions bout these n-gg-s that i’m better than
n-gg-s that be little to me
sh-t is like a riddle to me
since i was lil’ homie
i always had a lil’ on me
you be taking gram pictures
i be with the gram pitchers
do it for the ones that get up early
just to scam witcha
more rentals
more runners
cause the plans bigger

ch-llo
i asked my man what’s the plan when sh-t ain’t reading nomore ?
tryna find the key to the streets get you a key of the raw /
the weather breaking i’m tryna splurge and cop a v off the floor /
top down it’s hot now so you’ll be seeing me more /
mighta heard i was local i never link tho /
few new n-gg-s is cool to be honest i’m out of sync tho /
told my lady love is love but them dollars what i got a thing 4/
spent 50 at benny for the prezzi bezel and ring glow /
the trap got me like f-ck rap i’m in my giela bag /
was hailing cabs now i’m quick to whip the 7 past /
inhaling gas swipe a card or sell a slab /
get in ya bag cause if u ask my opinion u n-gg-s trash /
kinda hard to believe that u ain’t heard of me n-gg- /
i’m the truth u more like purgery n-gg- /
swear i would murder these n-gg-s /
they wanna chat ain’t got no words for these n-gg-s /
catch em in traffic prolly swerve on these n-gg-s /
keep ya seatbelt on /

hook
stargiela
these days i’m more wavy than i ever been
in and out the kitchen
tryna whip me up a settlement
love to ask me questions bout these n-gg-s that i’m better than
n-gg-s that be little to me
sh-t is like a riddle to me
since i was lil’ homie
i always had a lil’ on me
you be taking gram pictures
i be with the gram pitchers
do it for the ones that get up early
just to scam witcha
more rentals
more runners
cause the plans bigger

- soulgroupuniverse

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