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J-O-G on the enemy
Old friends see me, "Shit, that's Kennedy"
(HL8)
He tryna run from the past, never unpresent, they run so fast
I've seen all of them leave their darg, there's only a future if they're ahead of me
J-O-G on the enemy
Old friends see me, "Shit, that's Kennedy"
I'm tryna catch up, jog my memory
He tryna run from the past, never unpresent, they run so fast
I've seen all of them leave their darg, there's only a future if they're ahead of me
Active Gang, we're a different Pedigree
Had one shank, seen five man cut, didn't have concussion, that's basic ten of me
All I heard was screams of pain, it translated to, "Please stop wetting me"
She got a buzz of weed and Hennessy
Now she wants some woody
Me and bro rotate that nookie
She like gang shit, you got a friend in me
Get your head top split for offending me
What was you thinking? I'm tryna find out
Done that boy so bad he signed out
He's not dead but he's got no energy
Wet mans chest, he's breathing heavily
Hardly breathing then it was lights out
Two pipes up BA like Denzel, man get baked like Wenzel Sesame
Shout SY, that's walaalo, I couldn't say who's Chris or Marlo
He says jump out, I say how high
If I say, "Drill that", he's gonna kill that
He want ride, like you ain't gotta ask bro
Yevz dipped that, put that boy in a shit bag, tear that guy a new asshole
Armed Response-
- come like Tooka, turn that boy to gelato
Heard AR got bagged for murder, had me searching flights on Trivago
Imagine civils when they heard
(Who the fuck-) Who the fuck is that like Nardo?
Opened the door to a dead man, Knock Down Ginger's going too far bro
J-O-G on the enemy
Old friends see me, "Shit, that's Kennedy"
I'm tryna catch up, jog my memory
He tryna run from the past, never unpresent, they run so fast
I've seen all of them leave their darg, there's only a future if they're ahead of me
Active Gang, we're a different Pedigree
Had one shank, seen five man cut, didn't have concussion, that's basic ten of me
All I heard was screams of pain, it translated to, "Please stop wetting me"
She got a buzz of weed and Hennessy
Now she wants some woody
Me and bro rotate that nookie
She like gang shit, you got a friend in me
(HL8)
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