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Do Sum by KyeDaYungin Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

Li nigga do sum yungin out his mind dont waist my time

Since he acting like a gangsta they gone label homocide

Li nigga do sum

It’s Not Bout Killing and Murder Keep Yo Eyes On The Money Like Big Dog Bobby Smurder

No time for cuttas it get wicked aye just pay attention


They Either On A Jose Or They Trapped Up In detention


Slight stop and go


Put Yo Headphones On Make Sure You Riding Alone


Cause I get jammed up on a hurst and
Ima go alone cause ain’t


No snitches in my circle you get circled on

Not A Badazz Feel Like Boosie I’m Gone Set It Off


You play with mine o you gone die so don’t you play with mine


Can’t Match My Grind Cause You Don’t Wanna Never put In Time

Aye look I’m going off yeah it get dangerous Could Never Say You Put Me On

My Biggest Battle Is Loosing The Real Ones That I Love

Family first so every move I make for all y’all

Gotta stay focused up in this world they wanna see me fall

But I’m gone ball till I fall

Don’t you play me close at all

I’m tryna up at all y’all
Put my foot straight to the gas Nd I’m gone zoom like I’m flash

Everyday a altercation wtf these nigga mad

I’m jamming play with me nigga turn you a to fractions

I know a couple niggas that get active bout that action

UNDR8ED Problem Child young nigga he be rappin

Nigga what you saying I’m nigga that been trappin

Back to back I can’t show you love if you don’t have my back

In this world wicked you either dead or locked up in prison

Always grind feel like everyday I’m ona mission

Another dollar in my pocket you won’t never catch me slippin

Youngin steady blowing everybody gotta feel me

You could catch me ona field yeah yk it’s gone get wicked

I wrote this on my own so you could bump it in yo city
Fuck the beef Rest In Peace to all my Niggas in the trenches

I’m on my own I grind alone I make my cash

Nigga wanna trip but we gone trip and we gone buss his ass

Trapping out the pack and ima smoke it out the gas

Nigga what what you saying I’m tryna get in with them bands

Rubber bands up in my pocket yeah I’m going

I’m tryna be successful fuck the beef so I’m gone flow bitch

Everybody talking out they mind but I’m gone get it ima stay

Ima stay to my self everybody stay away

Li nigga do sum yungin out his mind dont waist my time

Since he acting like a gangsta they gone label homocide

Li nigga do sum

It’s Not Bout Killing and Murder Keep Yo Eyes On The Money Like Big Dog Bobby Smurder

No time for cuttas it get wicked aye just pay attention

They Either On A Jose Or They Trapped Up In detention

Slight stop and go

Put Yo Headphones On Make Sure You Riding Alone

Cause I get jammed up on a hurst and

Ima go alone cause ain’t

No snitches in my circle you get circled on

Not A Badazz Feel Like Boosie I’m Gone Set It Off

You play with mine o you gone die so don’t you play with mine

You can’t match my grind