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Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
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Kota the Friend
Kota the Friend
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e madonna
e madonna
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Folk gone talk they shit though You gotta move yo whip though Keep that foot on the gas Make a lil' stop at Citgo Keep that love on blast Load that shit in that pistol Gotta let go of your past Gotta forgive your heroes Nobody perfect And you don't deserve it if somebody doing you dirt Everyone hurtin', we all in our Birkin' We human, we live, and we learn I don't rehearse it, I gotta keep moving But homie you do what you feel I let you into the darkest and beautiful moments A artist, I did it for real I didn't settle for deals, no Lately I get up and heal, yes I got a crib on the beach, yes Finally somethin' for me, yes I do not want no revenge, no Really I rather be friends, yes Y'all niggas beef with ya self, why? You carry that shit to the end, yeah I used to be like you And hold on to that BS too Old shit like a PS2 And break ties with a BFF Mad shit that I regret too I'm on a way though Out in rodeo Smiling and living 'til one day I KO God is my witness The sun on my payroll The love that she gave me Is realer than J Lo Call my mama Call my daddy Said I'm pulling up Call my homies Call yo' homies Let's enjoy the love Fuck your ego Fuck your demons It's a fuckin' vibe All my people showing love Show you fuckin' right I love Sunday mornings Mama open up that window Dad stay home that day Mommy gon' make some pancakes I'ma go play with the hood kids I'ma come back for a band aid Stay from the store where the crooks is Got a lot of reads on the book list Sharing them gems with the fan base, yea Everyday Tryna get the win, like the NBA Giving my all 'til I pass out (pass out) If you beat me you deserve that Doing my best 'til the dirt nap I was sitting in the dirt where the worms at I done visited the hell where the worst at? Niggas really dragged me through the mud and it hurt bad Fuck it Lately that shit don't cut it Got thick skin, like run it Not a lot that I can't stomach Road block, yes I love it Stand my ground y'all running Devil know that I am comin' 4th down, down 14 nigga I ain't punting Never see the kid get sluggish Never see me drop no rubbish Never see me sell my soul Oh, if you ain't know Just 'cause it glitter don't mean that it gold Shawty be pretty and poisonous I be avoiding it, all that I'm seeing is growth I used to be in the cold Now I'm in Cali, they sayin' they seeing the glow I really be in the zone If it ain't good for my people, I leave it alone Yeah Call my mama Call my daddy Said I'm pulling up Call my homies Call your homies Let's enjoy the love Fuck your ego Fuck your demons It's a fuckin' vibe All my people showing love Show you fucking right Show you fucking right Show you fucking right All my people showing love Show you fucking right Show you fucking right Show you fucking right All my people showing love Show you fucking right
Writer(s): Avery Jones, Eric Madonna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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