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HDSH (Cooper, Soke, Cahek) - A5 0.5 (Feat. Фирма)

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Lyrics:
[Chorus]
back in the city
with the boys looking pretty
smoke a blunt, do a line, take a shot
yeah its time
 
to get fucked up (ayy)
 
we do this everyday
welcome back to my place
the most dazzling display of
ladies lining up to play (ay, ay, ay)
 
and get fucked up
 [Verse 1]
too much in my system gotta cost cut smoking on mo’ weed,  now you know im crossed up
feeling like kobe, you know i take the last shot
now she’s showing me, a whole new world
like jasmine and aladdin, we can make this work
the fuzzy feels that im catching, makes this worth
cute shy girl, like magic, she’s quick to learn
(didn’t think she had it in her)

can’t get enough of me
debaucherous activity
my girls work in 2s or 3s
working by committee 
i’m drowning in kitty
got a key to the city
and i’m sad to keep it busy
cause my ladies always miss me

take a pose, say cheese
shoot my shot, shes on her knees
looks pleased, say sorry, was a little messy
like messi, never stressing, coming from the right wing
scoring absolute bangers

back in the city
with the boys looking pretty
smoke a blunt, do a line, take a shot
yeah its time
 
to get fucked up (ayy)
 
we do this everyday
welcome back to our place
the most dazzling display of
ladies lining up to play
 
 get fucked up

my boys are back
the deck is stacked
you are mismatched
in fact, get ready for the back to back 
if life was a race you’ve already been lapped
got OGs, know me, since my days in class
from stupid little kids making each other laugh 

to first class tickets, with their beautiful missus
these booed up boys all going home to kisses

you reap what you sow, and shit i sowed the most
i take what i’m owed, now going coast to coast
im lost in the flow, you know i’ll never choke
i give you a smile, but aiming for the throat

im aiming for the goat, 
gotta shoot my shot or it’ll be all she wrote, 
till the end of the road, lets write this story together
this friendship shit aint fair weather

Welcome Back

Lyrics: 
Momma told me not to come over there,
The block eat my soul, leaving bones and my prayers.
Chrome in my crib you gon see my despair,
Blood on the shoes, Saint Laurent doesn’t care.
The breeze smell holy, but the night feels sick,
Gold teeth grin, rosary on the wrist.
My plug named York moves dope like a myth,
Every handshake costs a halo to lift.
Sleepin’ with the gun, you can say that's my gospel,
Dreaming of a meal, turned me broke to colossal.
Momma crying loud, say the Lord still watch you,
But heaven got doors, and they locked too.
Momma told me not to come over there,
But I did, seen devils in the barber chair.
They was talkin’ ‘bout sins while they lined my fade,
Sayin’ “every prayer sound different when you paid.”
Cuban link swing like a priest with the chain,
I done baptized fiends in the puddles of rain.
Jadan York wore mink to the wake, no shame,
Said “we all gon’ die, might as well die stained.”
I seen grace in the grime, halos in the dirt,
Angels in Dior, demons in the church.
Momma said “boy, that cash gon’ hurt,”
But I felt peace when I touched that work.
Momma told me not to come over there,
Told me love don’t live where the smoke don’t clear.
She lit candles for my sins, flame short, air thin,
I was countin’ every dollar like a prayer within.
I seen brothers die, seen mothers age fast,
Every gun sound like the echo of the past.
Now I paint pain on the side of a mask,
Heaven in the chain, hell hidin’ in the clasp.
Momma said “repent,” I said “next time,”
Then I left that night with the light behind.
If she call now, tell her York got mine,
Ain’t no saints where the stars don’t shine.



JADAN YORK (MOTHER)

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