NeLL

NeLL - From The South lyrics

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[Intro:]

This niggas know what it is, man

Still coming hard on these niggas.

Hook: (x2)

You can catch riding hard with my haters

Looking for someone to smash

Trying to flex with this bottle of jack, we step on the gas

We’re coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

After codeine got a nigga on lean

Better believe in what you see, because is no dream

Realize reality, we’re bringing fatality

Bust pipes in long rightful, city of gods,

Bible a million and more

Leave her living to the floor...

White society on sleeping in box

You niggas impostors, believe it or not!

We’re Benjamin talking, find me the green or get lost!

Cause we are taking no shorts, devastating the sorts

Keep playing and these niggas faking,

Line them up like...

Get him up, get him up, break your bottom

Tugging coming up from the..

Young... is youth, prophecy, profit and proof

..an idea about two, Douglas treat them like who

Talking right up the green tree, burning down Gs.

Sipping that Promethazine on freeze

Gonna fight team if you wanna fight me!

Hook: (x2)

You can catch riding hard with my haters

Looking for someone to smash

Trying to flex with this bottle of jack, we step on the gas

We’re coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

..out in the low K

Four seats, two D, pour her codeine

Eyes low, I’ve been up for a whole week

When I’m paper home, you boys gets no sleep.

For them bandz I air at you whole team

Gun them down, shots outs to the whole for the team

This hard living is... don’t turn me to a beast

Trying to find the best way out here is possibly,

But it seem like this shit here made for me

Fuck that! Let’s ride on my enemies!

2Pac, let ‘em niggas go and remember me

In the kitchen I’m the chef, cooking out the beat.

Side on your bitch, let her, she gonna fuck the team

So don’t flex, cause these ...

RIP, dream in peace and free, baby D!

Grind hard, grow old smoking OG!

Hook: (x2)

You can catch riding hard with my haters

Looking for someone to smash

Trying to flex with this bottle of jack, we step on the gas

We’re coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

Coming out from the South

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