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No Emoji - Flee Lord & Grafh Lyrics





[Intro: Grafh]

Yeah

It's got that feel right here

Yo, Dolla'

What's good, Lord?

Ya' know I took a trip out to Cali

We had to build

Uh, go Lord



[Verse 1: Flee Lord]

Went from 4th train summer rides

And long rains, money ties (salute)

Bonafide fortune, now we eatin' with the other side

More or less is gettin' learned (uh huh)

Less weapons gettin' turned (uh huh)

I'd rather have my opps

In the session, gettin' burned (brrr-rrr-rrr)

Homies got the block ringin'

No we not gon' stop bangin'

Cops thinking

Lady out here sound just like my aunt singin' (shut the fuck up)

Kick it with the Brody Crew

Life, no emoji

Ogs playin cards, lil' dice, blowin' dopey

Sweatin' off the Remy

One more cup and I'm toasted (yeah)

Spinnin' of the drink

And I'm stuck off that smoke

The hood felt good

'Cause we rep for the kids

Then we heard six shots (brrr-rrr-rrr)

And stepped in the Grand V (hey)



[Chorus: Grafh]

I'm just riding with my cold D (with my cold D)

It's real life, no emojis (no emojis)

I did that all by my lonely (by myself)

It's real life, no emojis (no emojis)

This ain't online (online)

This is all mine (all mine)

This is on sight (brrrr)

This is on time (brrr, brrr)

When I'm ridin' with the homies

This is real life, no emojis (do, do, do)



[Verse 2: Grafh]

It's real life, no emojis

I call shots, and you call police

Ho, please, ironic how violence control peace

Call peep, blow in and squeeze for the whole piece

Hold these nuts if you think I'm sittin' the nosebleeds (no)

I'm trappin' for the front row seats

I heard somebody thought I got slain

Not sayin' it's Jerome's niece

And she was on her way to Jones Beach

So fuck hearin' a politician give a whole speech (shut up, uh)

We products of our environment

We ain't got dreams of being firemen (naw)

We [?] each other, 'cause nobody's hiring, dog (uh)

Outta love, we got it outta the mud (uh-huh)

It's endo, seeds don't come out of the bud

I shot over shit that I forgot about what it was (brrr)

Be what it is now, give a fuck about what it was, nigga (brrr)

Ay, ay



[Chorus: Grafh]

I'm just riding with my cold D (with my cold D)

It's real life, no emojis (no emojis)

I did that all by my lonely (by myself)

It's real life, no emojis (no emojis)

This ain't online (online)

This is all mine (all mine)

This is on sight (brrrr)

This is on time (brrr, brrr)

When I'm ridin' with the homies

This is real life, no emojis (do, do, do)


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