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Corner Store Freestyle Lyrics - Artist : Boogie
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Yo, rest in peace to my grandma Yeah, yeah Ah, man I see you back in your disguise, uh Peace with you as you travelin' through time, uh Nah, peace with you with that battle in your mind Talk to God, I just hope that he reply And can you open up the sky? Think my granny tryna fly Sick and she just died, I couldn't tell her my goodbyes She kept that shit inside and had to hide how she was hurtin' But damn, my poor baby wasn't tryna be no burden I been lurkin' in the deep and I been searchin' for a meanin' All these bitches got secrets, all these niggas got demons I see that I done lent a helpin' hand to the ruined Oh, I understand that now that I'm flowin' and influencin' Take this lil' bit of light, thread this lil' bit of glow Show my niggas they can heal, then put my foot up in the door I told brodie check they car before they walk into the store, uh Bet they watch they step when they start talkin' 'bout the flow Niggas know, I know, ah, shit, niggas got me in my mode All alone, lightin' blunts up on my stove They put me on the shelf, that shit surprisin', I ain't fold, uh Got it from my momma, taught me how to stay composed Me and shawty had to end, now she fuckin' on my friend Irritate my skin, why the fuck you rub it in? Ah, man, yeah, yeah Now I go out and pretend, uh Wonder if it's somethin' that you thought in the begin' Let me end, I know Alright, let's get out this beat, I'ma be in my feels all day Let's get to the next shit Yeah, let's go off Lemme be ratchet, ratchet BOOG' activated Yeah, yo, free Bully WESTSIDE America, yeah, yeah Ah, man, and Free my nigga out the cell, uh, uh Can't you tell? Lately, I been overwhelmed, uh, uh I'm the only one that's tapped into the killings And can turn around and rap about my feelings It can happen if you willin', oh, well Better think before you in here, uh, uh Please remember, I'm a Campanella member I been hangin' with the sinners Keep it real enough that I could pull you out a river, you a sinner She keep talkin' to me brazy, I just let it go off He don't really know me, baby, he just tryna show off I did shrooms the other mornin' and that feelin' wore off I just caught another bag, I can't let you throw off I'm just hopin' I don't blow it, assumin' it can happen any time As I maneuver through the mines in my mind Ain't no Uber or a ride, if I do, you gotta scoop me in the sky You a goofy or the guy, you decide, uh Thankful for the hard shit, thankful for the burnt missions Teachin' me my letdowns but now you know the terms different Shawty got some nerve 'cause niggas never curve bitches She ain't my main and my broker have his turn with it Let me go off, ah, shit, go off Ratchet BOOG' activated Shoutout to The Corner Store, Dezzie in this bitch |
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