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Shy Glizzy

Genres: Hip-Hop

Goodbye Lyrics - Shy Glizzy

I fucked up and fell in love with the streets 

Made my first 6 figures off of drugs with her 

Smoking weed with the robbers, sipping syrup with killas 

Sunday morning I'm in church but I'm a drug dealer 

This relationship that we share is unbreakable 

Your spot bitch you got in my heart is irreplaceable 

Grandma tried her best to get me to stay away from you 

Remember when I got locked and I caught my first case with you 

You taught these fuck niggas and shaste bitches that's why my mothafucking trigga finger always itchin' 

They want me to leave you alone since I started rapping 

Dolph saying goodbye to the streets that would never happen 

 

For real 

Its like no matter what I do 

Where I go 

What I'm doing 

Whereever I'm met 

Across the country doing shows 

Fucking bad hoes 

Always wanna go back to the trap 

 

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Amen, damn 

 

I love the streets that's why I'm fucking up in high school 

I'm breaking rules selling shoes skipping homeroom 

I've seen the youngest niggas pull up on the [?] 

On the old school [?] nigga trunk slaming 

In the streets you can be a ho 

In these streets you can be a boss 

You wanna be a hood nigga you gotta make a choice 

Either selling hard nigga or your playing sports 

Ain't no diploma in these streets just mo' drama 

Side bitches who ain't shit jelous baby mamas 

 

I done made it out the streets thank god I started rapping 

But those streets are still in me damn i miss trapping 

 

Yeah 

 

Like all I know is these streets 

These streets made me bruh 

For real 

 

My [?] looking scary 

I keep on selling heroin 

Screaming free the gang fuck the victim and the jury 

Just cop me some jewelry 

Your bitch tell me she dare me 

Diamonds very pretty [?] my eyes blurry 

Young Jefe 

I'ma stunna you a bumma 

Ayyy 

Shawty what's your number 

I said a lot of narcotics, I swear I don't want it 

I'm looking for some other rappers with some good numbers 

Label me with the flyest 

Label me with the highest 

If I supply it they buy it 

I used to run it [?] 

All of this money piling 

I just can't say goodbye to it 

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