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Correct Nah Fr Lyrics
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[Intro] Aye Major, Ion want no auto-tune Ion want no auto-tune, fuck allat shit Gang gang since potty train, allat shit You know what I'm sayin’ HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA [Verse] Aye, aye I used to want to be like Jay-Z when I grow up Aye, I was young, so what? Now the kids wanna be like Duck when they grow up Ain't that so nuts? (Yeahh, yeah) Watch ya tone when you talk to me 'Less you wanna deal wit’ the consequences That shit come wit' R.I.P Awe he think he hard? Let's see how hard is he, aye When the bullet hit his main artery He can't run, aye He can't breathe, aye He got blood in his eyes, he can't see , aye Okay they deep Okay peep I'm deep too, think this tool boy it's a piece I got killas they gon’ ride til’ they on E, aye They'll kill a nigga, ’specially about me, aye They'll leave a nigga lookin' like he sleep, aye But he deceased (He shouldn't have tweaked) Aye, aye When I shoot, get fuck out my way-ay-ay-ay Where you from? From the trey On the internet, niggas act bra-a-a-ave See they ass in person, piece of cake (aye) When ya see me, pussy have the same energy, aye He gon’ try to act like he don't remember me, aye (Ooh) Niggas straight turn bitch instantly, aye (Ooh) Tryna tell me how he not my enemy (Ooh) Boy you wanted these problems, I ain't give this shit to you Now I got a few many [?] like the zoo Once I let a bullet fly past (Phew!) Just another Black male on the goddamn news Ever since a nigga got big money, my mind different Ever since I bust down a Rollie, my time different Been doin' this since way before them, my prime different You like busted bitches, I guess my kind different (Eww) God blessed me wit' this brain I guess I'm mind gifted Yo' gun on yo' waist, well bitch I got mine lifted The choppa got a knife on that bitch, I'm cut different One phone call, my shootas come handle they business I ain't playin' fair, niggas ain' playin' fair neither Told my Momma it's cold, so I stay wit' a heater She like, "What you doin'?", shit, I ain't prayin' to no preacher But I'll pray up to Jesus he protect me from evil (Nah for real) [Outro] Nah for real, nah for real You know like.... I ain't prayin' to no motherfuckin' preacher But I would pray up to Jesus that he protect me from evil You know like, ha, ha (Nah for real) Like I ain't even tryna sound cocky But I jus' wanna know like, who gon' stop me? Huh? namsayin (Nah for real)
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