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Alz Hendrix - The Str8 Drop Lyrics

[Intro]
(You are now locked into Pacman TV)
Yeah, yeah, Alz Hendrix 2022 all my real niggas stand up
All my jail niggas stand up, you know what time it is
Gang
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[Verse]
Let me tell you why they couldn't fuck with me
In and out the country,no one showed no love to me
Had to leave the ends, my right hand was on some fuckery
If you gave him one wish, it would probably be to duppy me
Call me what you want, but I ain't never been a wannabe
First Mali' billionaire, I said it, we them prodigies
I dont need no autotune nigga
Im a lyricist all the shit im spitting Shakespeare
Could have writtеn this i just wanna ghost man
I swear im getting sick of this fake ass bitchеs and niggas
Theyre all full of shit lost it all in lockdown
Fuck it its a learning curve, free my nigga uptown
He got hit up with a dirty bird he'll be home soon
In that booth we gon make it work
If i know one thing ima make it happen
I can't waste gods gift so i gotta stay spazzing
I remember when they never thought they would hear me rapping
Wallahi akh ive seen hell through my mothers eyes
You ain't felt no pain until u really seen your mother cry
To tell the truth i ain't really wanna live this life
But i gotta take a risk just to make a fucking dime
Touch one of mine we still bound to catch a homicide
But please dont push me im not a killer put me under pressure Back it out and tear your liver
Ya allah forgive me because i know that im a sinner
I was on a strip from mad young serving dinner
Nah, but not the type you have at home
Nah, catch me in the masjid on my knees making tobah clean-hearted brother but the streets turned me colder
If i lose it all im at your door like a Jehovah
I can't waste time every year im getting older and if i don't make it At least I die trying I need a Richard on my wrist for all them nights crying
If i said i didn't feel it then id be lying
I got a couple dead bros i won't see them again
If you see a nigga smiling then its probably pretend
I done been through so much it turned me ments
Alhumdudillah im still here because im mercy sent
All i really got is brother because i dont fuck with friends
Ima hold down mine till the fucking end
Ima hold down mine until the fucking
Tryna turn my trackies into suits looking smarter get it off the rap Then i flip it like im carter that's my blueprint
I want that prezzie like Obama
I'm so sentimental because my hood is a disaster
I need all this paper and I gotta get it faster
I was misguided i grew up without a father
I can preach game but dont take me for no pastor
When you see an opp, best leave more than a plaster
In this industry I boogie with the shaytan
I don't get man they make ps and buy fake garms
I just step clean with my Nike fit shades on
I can't take stress from no bitch man im too young
I just want land more cribs and a few farms
So i hope the music thing pays off
But for now i make prof', leave the scene taped off
If i see next man trapping in my main spot best of both worlds what you want i got that straight drop
She ain't want me back then tell that bitch bake off
Booj and banter model like that work came from Lagos
I can't stop now till my whole family paid off