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Skifr - slowly Lyrics



Skifr - slowly Lyrics
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(This Chicago, nigga)
Yea, yea, let' do it
Yea, let' do it
Yea, yea, yea
Can't hang with these niggas cause they phony
One day I'm gon' make it out the hood, huh, slowly
Shorty tryna play me like the station, I'm not Sony
Girl, you can't come back, you left me down when I was lonely
I'm in a bulletproof truck, like a stolly
Every time I'm out, I cannot lack, I keep my pole with me
Better keep your (fye), I'm with my gang and they on go for me
Ha, ha, ha, you like that?
Put a bag on his head, he a price tag
And the SRT go vroom
If I want it, I get it, it's my bag
Been a real nigga since the womb
Off a red pill, I just might lag
Run up nigga, meet your doom
I'm Mr.SparkSum
I went to the stu', and recorded it in like ten, they said I got some
I'm MJ with this Glock, this free smoke, nigga who won't start some?
Was born to make these racks, I stack the bands and then count up the sum
He poppin' percs and pills, so he feel numb to pain
All these demons in my head, I just might go insane
You can move like you a god, till one day you can't stop the rain
And I go hard every time, cause if I don't feel pain, there ain't no gain
Gain
Gain
Gain
Yea, yea
Can't hang with these niggas cause they phony
One day I'm gon' make it out the hood, huh, slowly
Shorty tryna play me like the station, I'm not Sony
Girl, you can't come back, you left me down when I was lonely
I'm in a bulletproof truck, like a stolly
Every time I'm out, I cannot lack, I keep my pole with me
Better keep your (fye), I'm with my gang and they on go for me
Ha, ha, ha, you like that?
Evil Empire, laughing all the way to the bank
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(This Chicago, nigga)
Yea, yea, let' do it
Yea, let' do it
Yea, yea, yea
Can't hang with these niggas cause they phony
One day I'm gon' make it out the hood, huh, slowly
Shorty tryna play me like the station, I'm not Sony
Girl, you can't come back, you left me down when I was lonely
I'm in a bulletproof truck, like a stolly
Every time I'm out, I cannot lack, I keep my pole with me
Better keep your (fye), I'm with my gang and they on go for me
Ha, ha, ha, you like that?
Put a bag on his head, he a price tag
And the SRT go vroom
If I want it, I get it, it's my bag
Been a real nigga since the womb
Off a red pill, I just might lag
Run up nigga, meet your doom
I'm Mr.SparkSum
I went to the stu', and recorded it in like ten, they said I got some
I'm MJ with this Glock, this free smoke, nigga who won't start some?
Was born to make these racks, I stack the bands and then count up the sum
He poppin' percs and pills, so he feel numb to pain
All these demons in my head, I just might go insane
You can move like you a god, till one day you can't stop the rain
And I go hard every time, cause if I don't feel pain, there ain't no gain
Gain
Gain
Gain
Yea, yea
Can't hang with these niggas cause they phony
One day I'm gon' make it out the hood, huh, slowly
Shorty tryna play me like the station, I'm not Sony
Girl, you can't come back, you left me down when I was lonely
I'm in a bulletproof truck, like a stolly
Every time I'm out, I cannot lack, I keep my pole with me
Better keep your (fye), I'm with my gang and they on go for me
Ha, ha, ha, you like that?
Evil Empire, laughing all the way to the bank
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Writer: Glenn Brown III
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Performed By: Skifr
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Glenn Brown III

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