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Lyrics Top – Fredo Bang

Ain’t that DJ Chose over there
Look like DJ Chose

My mama seven, I can’t walk on fate
Every day I wake up to some brand new hate
Air n**ga opps, air n**ga won’t, it’s on everybody top
All these stones that I walk ’em, most can’t take
I got problems with some n**gas ’cause I won’t be fake
Air n**ga opps, air n**ga won’t, it’s on everybody top

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I beat the case ’cause I wouldn’t talk
You heard that side of the story, but that s**t was false
The only ones that want revenge is the ones that lost
I got n**gas mad at me because I wouldn’t cross
Solid as they come

You n**gas ain’t bust s**t, how long you had that gun
Why getting so much hate I ain’t mad at them
Brought them village knives, I threw a bag at them
Damn, half the time I thug up, had to put my love up
‘Cause I don’t know who hatin’ no more
They say I’m dead, I don’t eνen wanna wait no more

My mama seven, I can’t walk on fate
Every day I wake up to some brand new hate
Air n**ga opps, air n**ga won’t, it’s on everybody top
All these stones that I walk ’em, most can’t take
I got problems with some n**gas ’cause I won’t be fake
Air n**ga opps, air n**ga won’t, it’s on everybody top

Damn, half the time I thug up, had to put my love up
‘Cause I don’t know who hatin’ no more
They say I’m dead, I don’t even wanna wait no more
All these stones that I walk ’em, most can’t take
I got problems with some n**gas ’cause I won’t be fake
Air n**ga opps, air n**ga won’t, it’s on everybody top…

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➤ Written by Fredo Bang & DJ Chose
Produced by DJ Chose
Fredo Bang | 2020

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