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๐Ÿ‘ค YXNG K.A โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ BABY REAPER EP โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:22
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โฑ๏ธ 2:22 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10410971

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Used to have my pack, son
Now I'm under L.A. sun
They love to bring me up
We were just irrelevant
Don't wanna be in the same room with the elephants
This time I haven't slept
I'm meant to speak
Might be the best place for me
This ain't no place to be
This ain't no place for me

Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of space for me
Two seasons
Better see
Into space with me

Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
With a pocket full of bags
Murder on my story
But they still don't understand
I'm still the man
That these goofies can't stand
Tiptoes I stick
Tell me, who can stand the chance?

I'm trying to show 'em
One on one
One on one (no)
One on one
As you wanted done
You could still die with your gun
Tryna overload my fuzz
Had to cut out all the fun
Pull my shit, I get it done
I'm talkin' about shit
I'd really die (okay)

Pull up, and what's that? Who this?
I'm really that
I just put the hood on my back, and on the mat
I go check, for check, for check, for check
And give 'em tax
I don't come with feelings attached
I'm going plain

I'm so tired and sick
I pulled my back on this brick
My outfit cost a brick
I look like a lit
I'm fly like a bird
I don't say a word
I know that's prolly what you heard

Them niggas ain't had no words for me
They left me on the kerb
I might end up doing niggas dirty in return
My respect you gotta earn
I've been letting bridges burn
I've waited impatiently
I'm chasing faithfully
Ain't shit you gon take from me

Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
With a pocket full of bags
Murder on my story
But they still don't understand
I'm still the man
That these goofies can't stand
Tiptoes I stick
Tell me, who can stand the chance?

You know, it ain't over on my jeans
Few saw disco on my jeans
New belt can't hold up my jeans
You can see the roll on my jeans
Burst out the seems
They don't want to believe
But it is what it seems (okay)

I ain't run it up enough
I won't be no runner up
I won't clutch if I don't bust
What the fuck they want with us?
If it's something, leave your stuff
Zero fucks, I'm giving up
This shit ain't none of us, you ain't one of us

Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
With a pocket full of bags
Murder on my story
But they still don't understand
I'm still the man
That these goofies can't stand
Tiptoes I stick
Tell me, who can stand the chance?

(Tell me, who can stand the chance?)
(Now I'm in the middle of the proyects)
(With a pocket full of bags)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.77] Used to have my pack, son
[00:02.27] Now I'm under L.A. sun
[00:03.74] They love to bring me up
[00:04.86] We were just irrelevant
[00:06.31] Don't wanna be in the same room with the elephants
[00:08.96] This time I haven't slept
[00:10.18] I'm meant to speak
[00:11.06] Might be the best place for me
[00:12.75] This ain't no place to be
[00:13.93] This ain't no place for me
[00:15.54] Out of sight
[00:16.20] Out of mind
[00:16.98] Out of space for me
[00:18.14] Two seasons
[00:18.90] Better see
[00:19.53] Into space with me
[00:20.88] Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
[00:22.41] With a pocket full of bags
[00:24.16] Murder on my story
[00:25.05] But they still don't understand
[00:26.66] I'm still the man
[00:27.72] That these goofies can't stand
[00:29.35] Tiptoes I stick
[00:30.43] Tell me, who can stand the chance?
[00:31.72] I'm trying to show 'em
[00:32.54] One on one
[00:33.10] One on one (no)
[00:33.80] One on one
[00:34.21] As you wanted done
[00:35.12] You could still die with your gun
[00:36.63] Tryna overload my fuzz
[00:37.89] Had to cut out all the fun
[00:39.28] Pull my shit, I get it done
[00:40.37] I'm talkin' about shit
[00:40.95] I'd really die (okay)
[00:42.70] Pull up, and what's that? Who this?
[00:44.33] I'm really that
[00:45.14] I just put the hood on my back, and on the mat
[00:47.86] I go check, for check, for check, for check
[00:49.79] And give 'em tax
[00:50.68] I don't come with feelings attached
[00:52.20] I'm going plain
[00:53.09] I'm so tired and sick
[00:54.36] I pulled my back on this brick
[00:55.94] My outfit cost a brick
[00:57.49] I look like a lit
[00:58.79] I'm fly like a bird
[01:00.13] I don't say a word
[01:00.90] I know that's prolly what you heard
[01:02.56] Them niggas ain't had no words for me
[01:04.09] They left me on the kerb
[01:05.67] I might end up doing niggas dirty in return
[01:08.00] My respect you gotta earn
[01:09.14] I've been letting bridges burn
[01:10.70] I've waited impatiently
[01:11.91] I'm chasing faithfully
[01:13.09] Ain't shit you gon take from me
[01:14.22] Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
[01:15.82] With a pocket full of bags
[01:17.40] Murder on my story
[01:18.43] But they still don't understand
[01:20.06] I'm still the man
[01:21.00] That these goofies can't stand
[01:22.72] Tiptoes I stick
[01:23.72] Tell me, who can stand the chance?
[01:25.75] You know, it ain't over on my jeans
[01:27.52] Few saw disco on my jeans
[01:28.96] New belt can't hold up my jeans
[01:30.20] You can see the roll on my jeans
[01:32.19] Burst out the seems
[01:33.25] They don't want to believe
[01:34.58] But it is what it seems (okay)
[01:36.29] I ain't run it up enough
[01:37.65] I won't be no runner up
[01:38.84] I won't clutch if I don't bust
[01:40.24] What the fuck they want with us?
[01:41.54] If it's something, leave your stuff
[01:42.74] Zero fucks, I'm giving up
[01:44.48] This shit ain't none of us, you ain't one of us
[01:46.14] Now I'm in the middle of the proyects
[01:47.61] With a pocket full of bags
[01:49.57] Murder on my story
[01:50.42] But they still don't understand
[01:52.12] I'm still the man
[01:53.14] That these goofies can't stand
[01:54.56] Tiptoes I stick
[01:55.67] Tell me, who can stand the chance?
[01:58.49] (Tell me, who can stand the chance?)
[02:02.38] (Now I'm in the middle of the proyects)
[02:03.72] (With a pocket full of bags)
[02:16.02]

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