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mani - know what its like (8strings)

goyard (ft. veiledvisions)

i did damage n i think that’s irreversible
but i know when karma pays
im in your debt, reimbursing you
but i just wanna know
if you ever felt accountable for being disrespected
i mean shit i got the message
what i did was wrong, but i never meant to hurt you
i always tried to learn so id never be what you’re used to
and you can speak your truth in songs but they don’t sound too truthful
and maybe its just hard to move today, and find renewel
cuz if you loved me the way that you claimed
i wouldn’t be a stranger
always seeking ur approval

lose a little gain a little idk im just going

https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/kiriba/korean-market 
BACK$TORY: I ATE ANPAN @ HMART AND TOLD MY GIRL I WAS GONNA MAKE A SONG CALLED "KOREAN MARKET" OR "HMART" LOL

KOREAN MARKET(PROD. KIRIBA)

Bet a hunnid k you niggas shook as fuck
Heard ya mixtape wasnt good enough
Nigga talkin crazy ima fuck em up
Put a jinn in my blunt now im rollin up
I had you niggas in politics
Talkin bout allat shit
Fuck what u talkin bout
I need my benjamin
Gps to my crib if u thuggin
Dis belt to ya ass if u think about runnin
U dont spit onna mic , u jus dummin
My bae hit my line she like kp u comin?
I said yes it aint up for discussion
I pull up im takin shit down when im fuckin 
Couple 50s I stuff in my denim
I only feel zen when my pen oozin venom
Glory to god I been feelin divine
My opps go to hell readin psalm 109

Stop dat stop dat
U dont rlly wanna pop dat like dat
Keep one in the chamber for niggas
Im triple k, I cannot fuck wit you niggas
Silverback, oh dis pack is gorilla
Is punchin my chest, makin beats like im dilla
U talkin bout feats ... Wit no skrilla
U talkin bout heat ... Aint no killa

Man im sick of u hoe ass
I need sum moe ass
Sittin on yo ass
Go hit the door ass
Beat on dat boy til his blood on the floor man 
Juicy cator pants
All on my whole ass 
50k jus to sit wit you niggas
I spit on yo face u a bitch to me nigga
My money midget but ik it get bigga
U talkin sweet I need my insulin fixture
Damn
Just like some pape ima rip you
Damn
Jus like a bag they gon zip you
Damn
One zip how did I flip 2?
Pitbull my blood I cant fuck wit no shitzu
Dirty nigga smell  like caca and shit poo
Up in china tryin alla da street food
Beatin 3 niggas asses like its SIFU
[You] Wifin dat hoe but aroma like seafood 

Im smackin dese niggas
Kp been smackin these niggas
I dont got no pass for these niggas
I crash on these niggas
I whip out the stash on these niggas
My arsenal pact wit the triggers
Enter the dragon im feelin like bruce lee
Sugar yo tank so im callin u tootsie
Sendin shots thru my pen at ya kufi
Jus remember da name of the gap teef

MAJIN KIR #RIPPAPPY PROD KIRIBA

Lotta paper in my pocket I got green in this bitch 
I done downed too many shots I’m finna tweak in this bitch 
Ryan sold another cart he servin’ feins in this bitch 
Hella tats up on my body got a sleeve in this- 

Why you dissin’ on that soundcloud when you know you not gon bang shit 
Nigga fuck that set and fuck yo’ clique and who you came with
Shawty roll my blunt but baby please don’t ever lace it 
Fuck the opps and bitch I hope my niggas make it 

Why the fuck that nigga buy a glock when he don’t shoot shit 
Aimin’ at yo’ top and everyone you in a coupe with 
Why you claimin’ morbid nigga you could get yo crew hit 
Nigga I’m yo’ father I’m that pussy nigga blueprint 

Choppa make you do a backflip 
Ridin’ with a bitch up off the gram but she a catfish 
I don’t fuck with niggas cause they steady on that act shit 
I ain’t jugg that nigga cause today I’m on my trap shit 
Take yo’ hoe and crack shit 

Rapping on my type beats
Feel like I’m carti woke up nigga soundin’ like me 
I told the bitch to shut the fuck up suck the dick don’t want no wifey 
I got rick up on motherfuckin’ feet he rockin nike 
Glock to a pussy nigga chest fuck up his white tee

Lot of paper in my pocket I got green in this bitch 
I done downed too many shots I’m finna tweak in this bitch 
Ryan sold another cart he servin’ feins in this bitch 
Hella tats up on my body got a sleeve in this-

can’t tell

lyrics:

yo bitch gimme face in my whip on god
smoking plenty strains so my brain dont wildout
yeh da wrist insane kno u see the ice lil ma
switchy splatter pain nigga now i gotta clean out

she wan smoke my pain now she feen now
smoke tht dutchie doobie til i pass out
she dont know my name i think this bitch jus wanna
she dont know my name she wanna smash now
she wan blow my song
she say she dont know ya lil nigga we cant get along
deep inside the doja bag i keep a strap it getcha gone
he wan talk on brodie nem but wont even pick up the call

wtw what ya heard im gettin turnt now
couple things inside my life that jus ain turn out
boy yo music ass this aint no burnout 

up all nite yeh yk i hit it again 
infared, beams thru the tint of the whip when we spinn

burnout prod ivvys bkwds

NoParties

DRIVE SATAN AWAY

Contact me in the afterlife baby...
18+/SadClubFm

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