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Bravo Cong - Kick It Lyrics



Bravo Cong - Kick It Lyrics
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Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Aye niggas ain't have to do you the
Way the did you but they did you Like that anyway
So
F*ck em
You ain't have to kick it like you did
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
Fed them niggas then they bit my Hand
Watch yo back they gone switch up On for a couple bands
I was In the field
They was watching coolin in the Stands
Crazy Talkin how we made it
Boy i don't speak no French
Got it on my own got it out the mud And
Niggas got that hands out i won't Give em nothin
They ain't show me love them boys Won't 100
See me eating now these random call Me cousin
I was down bad where the f*ck was You
When i had it gave to you now I'm Looking like a fool
Niggas really played me snaked made A statement in that room
How you Posed to be my brother but You telling that ain't cool
It don't make sense
It don't make sense how
They talk about you wanna be ya Friend now
You did me dirty but was sleeping on My momma couch
I can't believe i really let you in my Momma house
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
I
Can't trust these women can't let em Get to close to me
Can't catch feelings it ain't no love it Ain't no hope for me
Find a shorty leaves these hoes that's How it's posed to be
They only love me when they getting What they want from me
10 times out of 10
She gone leave you lonely do you Dirty end up in a rut
Prolly end up with ya homie
He gone end up in her guts
Now they see you eating f*ck them Shorty sorry ain't enough
I mind my business now a nigga in His own lane
I run them bands i ain't gotta sling no Cocaine
I guess they mad cuz they shots ain't Take me out the game
I'm riding dolo smokin gas i roll up Propane
Use my brain ain't no lackin in these Streets
Turned my life around now a nigga Rapping over beats
I gotta make it cuz they turned they Backs on me
I can't trust a soul now i gotta keep a Strap on me
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Were
Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
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Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Aye niggas ain't have to do you the
Way the did you but they did you Like that anyway
So
F*ck em
You ain't have to kick it like you did
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
Fed them niggas then they bit my Hand
Watch yo back they gone switch up On for a couple bands
I was In the field
They was watching coolin in the Stands
Crazy Talkin how we made it
Boy i don't speak no French
Got it on my own got it out the mud And
Niggas got that hands out i won't Give em nothin
They ain't show me love them boys Won't 100
See me eating now these random call Me cousin
I was down bad where the f*ck was You
When i had it gave to you now I'm Looking like a fool
Niggas really played me snaked made A statement in that room
How you Posed to be my brother but You telling that ain't cool
It don't make sense
It don't make sense how
They talk about you wanna be ya Friend now
You did me dirty but was sleeping on My momma couch
I can't believe i really let you in my Momma house
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
I
Can't trust these women can't let em Get to close to me
Can't catch feelings it ain't no love it Ain't no hope for me
Find a shorty leaves these hoes that's How it's posed to be
They only love me when they getting What they want from me
10 times out of 10
She gone leave you lonely do you Dirty end up in a rut
Prolly end up with ya homie
He gone end up in her guts
Now they see you eating f*ck them Shorty sorry ain't enough
I mind my business now a nigga in His own lane
I run them bands i ain't gotta sling no Cocaine
I guess they mad cuz they shots ain't Take me out the game
I'm riding dolo smokin gas i roll up Propane
Use my brain ain't no lackin in these Streets
Turned my life around now a nigga Rapping over beats
I gotta make it cuz they turned they Backs on me
I can't trust a soul now i gotta keep a Strap on me
You ain't have to kick it like you did
Actin like you have a damn bout me And how i felt
Niggas was my dawgs i thought they Was friends
Had me going but they clearly Were
Worried bout they self
It's a shame who I'm posed to call When i need some help
If i fall ain't a soul around relying on Myself
I don't get it why you snake me i was Solid through the hell
Now it's f*ck you ain't no turning Back i play the hand I'm dealt
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Writer: Brian Young
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Performed By: Bravo Cong
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Brian Young

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