Correction Paroles Fake sh*t (Demo 1) par Lil Kee

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Mmm
Mmm
Ah, ah
What's happenin', Chi Chi?

I ain't on no fake sh*t
You get shot up in yo' face, b*t*h
Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift (Baow)
Mmm, know we quick to take sh*t
Mmm, know we quick to face sh*t
Make hits, take sh*t
Know we quick to break sh*t (Let's go)
I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, b*t*h
Came around and they envy
I can't believe y'all, dog, get the f**k out yo' feelings
Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

I'm talkin' every single dollar, I can take care of my children
Get the f**k out yo' feelings
Probably say that I'm trippin' (Ah)
I do a lot of drugs, but I don't really be sippin' (Ah)
I ain't four pockets full, but my pockets a lil' different
If I gave y'all my heart, 'kay, could you die with me n***a?
'Fore I go out like a sucker, got my hand on the trigger (My hand on my guap)
If I put everything in, could you see the bigger picture?
And I won't never run my mouth, I show love to all my n***as
I do Percocets and Xan, and I mix drugs with my liquor
If you can twerk, go back and back for every one of you b*t*hes
I used to lurk for every bag on every one of them missions
Lil' b*t*h, come get your issue

I ain't on no fake sh*t
You get shot up in yo' face, b*t*h
Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift
Mmm, know we quick to take sh*t
Mmm, know we quick to face sh*t
Make hits, take sh*t
Know we quick to break sh*t (Let's go)
I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, b*t*h
Came around and they envy
I can't believe y'all, dog, get the f**k out yo' feelings
Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

But I ain't got me a milli' (Mil')
I been ridin' through the city tryna f**k on some [?]
I been tippin', sippin', lil' mama, the crib in
What's up on that stupid b*t*h? You need a n***a drippin'
I been on some stupid sh*t, my mind be kinda diferent
That ho on some stupid sh*t, her mind be kinda different
She missed me, she kissed me, she just want a distance
I bet all them [?] for it, I bet I get a big band, hmm (Big band)
You get shot up with some big sh*t, mmm (Big sh*t)
You get shot up with some big sh*t, mmm (Big stick)
You get shot up with some big sh*t, mmm (Respect)
Don't wan' do that boy, respect

I ain't on no fake sh*t (Huh)
You get shot up in yo' face, b*t*h
Push up on Lil Kee, Lil Kee gon' give your ass a facelift
Mmm, know we quick to take sh*t
Mmm, know we quick to face sh*t
Make hits, take sh*t
Know we quick to break sh*t
I remember pots and pans, we was shootin' off in a crate, b*t*h
Came around and they envy
I can't believe y'all, dog, get the f**k out yo' feelings
Can't push up on my momma, think I got me a milli'

Think I got it all
Think I got everything
Every day
Spin your block like a hurricane
Uh, uh, uh, uh, take sh*t
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I was doin' main hit
Uh, uh, uh, uh, boy, you know I break sh*t
What's up on that stupid n***a? Give that boy a facelift
Ah (Hahaha)
Give that boy a facelift
Ah, that n***a— (Ayy)

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