Naledge

Naledge - Limo Lifestyle lyrics

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Another day, another nigga trippin

another text, another.., another bro flippin,

Gabbie Douglas doing like it's nothing

dressed to kill say she isn't bluffing

resist temptation, day with ruffing,

nothing but an old school game Teddy..

niggas juvenile like where is .. many BG

woman dreaming like so battle squeeze you,

we let that blue dream get our green fride

know today there's no stressful see a fish lie,

game day in the corona,

bucket full of wings vocka in the Arizona,

smart treasures in life they wanna right

so much pressure insight don't think I got need a wife

ex girlfriend subtweeting and I think she need a light

Hook:

My nerves bad, but I'm all hood,

and little Henny in my cup I'm feeling good

I'm stressed out, but I'm all one,

think about that bullshit when I'm on the come.

Benny corners in the coop,

couple of coronas and they act got me look, what's up

damn it feels good to be a real nigga,

damn damn it feels real good to be a nigga.

My heart is broken now the shit is frozen,

don't search for silver liners feeling like it's golden,

chasing chatter tryin to get money then is in folder

microphone is the only thing I can't holdin

done with dazy leaches we're meant away

chick is call so much mistaken for sally may,

naggers lagers and cheaters no money for riffa,

we stop calling them bitches the dressing that squeeze us,

carry situations I'm shopper the tweeze us

tryin to drop science like I boak a bika,

my favourite rapper said follow the leader,

now my boys are all through the speakers, and I'm feeling like.

Hook:

My nerves bad, but I'm all hood,

and little Henny in my cup I'm feeling good

I'm stressed out, but I'm all one,

think about that bullshit when I'm on the come.

Benny corners in the coop,

couple of coronas and they act got me look, what's up

damn it feels good to be a real nigga,

damn damn it feels real good to be a nigga.

Shout out to my circle, shout to my city

let the purple hit my lungs what a nigga hit my..

..boss with dreams like Martin Luther,

murder zone in my hood so you gotta keep the shooter,

niggad plan hatin and I'm..just to sale face

I had my niggas on your lung like a tale gate

heart gate, like benz first time in the windy city

shout out my nigga know I did and my brother make it

but I take hoes yeah I like them 22

she got her hills on but been over like she gonna tie shoe,

cigars and champagne is the big lee,

I'm in my own lame nigga beat beat.

[Hook:]

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