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Never Worry
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OJ got that juice Its like me let me in, [?] we're the realist of the last Only time we let it talk is with that habad and a mask Bills in a marsh, shooters in my squad Done a lot of man wrong tryna write it with Salahs I can never run off on the slums, ay I become, ay Aiming for them real life lungs, ay Put my coke in your mouth, it go numb, ay Its like "Oh my Salahs" when I cry Salah [?] on my opps how you look me in my eye You look like a kuff when you lie, I want revenge But this habad got them shaking at night, it's Alert We never worry, keep a hoodie for thе drama I seen a n***a get shaved, no barber And it hurt mе when I lied to my mama Jabz CHB, I'm coming from the gaza Where we do the mazza first, then think after Where we do the mazza first, then think after I'm like [?] dont run, cuz the gun got reach And they ain't turning back, cuz I'm in too deep They know who it is when they hear no speaks We slide, we creep, big qoori, mindis Five man, four seats, uh Five man, four seats Real to the bone I know you feel me N***as wanna kill me Sorry but I'm feeling pindy Man, I rise that dots, it disperse and hit your whole gang One more tap, boom, bow, and now he ghost man Trust in the lord, I got my faith in Allah The only time I cram my head down is Salah I heard the opps about, I gotta grip [?] [?], it's still game time Boogie with the pagan Blade out, game won Never turn your back, its the grounds I was raised on Hood I was raised in Hood-lands are changing Loyalty's twisting, heart's out the window Possession of a weapon, f**k, I care if you go jail, bro You could be hulk, I'll Bismillah and turn you John Doe OT OT, set up shop Cosco Evading the po-po, my traphouse a no-go Cah al snap capone, call me Yaya like Sonogo F**k the popo, free all my bro bros I love them, but the jail, thats a no-go Cah I got opps to dead if you know, yo Ride out on my gang, you musta lost it Bellerin, I'm coming right back like a yoyo Its a murder, its a murder, like kojo Redrum man redrum, thats my bojo We never worry, keep a hoodie for the drama I seen a n***a get shaved, no barber And it hurt me when I lied to my mama Jabz CHB, I'm coming from the gaza Where we do the mazza first then think after Where we do the mazza first then think after I'm like [?] dont run, cuz the gun got reach And they ain't turning back, cuz I'm in too deep They know who it is when they hear no speaks We slide, we creep, big hoodie, mindis Five man, four seats, uh Five man, four seats
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