NOK from the Future - Up North lyrics

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NOK from the Future - Up North lyrics

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz] I'm 'bout respectin' the check Cash up front what I expect Sometimes I just recollect Remember when sh** got so ugly like Shrek I got no heart in my chest n***as just shout out the set Young boy but I still the vet Bae I'm a wolf, oh no, I am no pet You actin' bullsh**, you talk out the neck [?], we got all that on deck Bro got the lean and he charge for that tec Trappers know actavis is harder to get Please, What you need? Nother zip We move the tree on the strip Lean limousine, colored tints [?] that fiends Clean the crib Can't trust a b**h, man, all my n***as pimps Better have that blue up in your wallet n***as losin' juice is gettin' brolic Finished packs when we ain't finished college I know you rather keep the hammer polished Im a business man come and get the product Yeah its hot outside and we ain't in the August So there's bodies droppin' bullets droppin' regardless dog [Verse 2: Night Lovell] Couple real kids for the case Never say sh** to my face, n***a And they all stay talking Could give a f** about a race, I'm a north side n***a It's a time that we all get cold I'ma stay in a place I know Last call for the real n***as Last call for the north side [Hook: Night Lovell] I don't care about nobody I don't care about nobody I don't care about nobody, I don't give a f** Yeah, I don't care about nobody I don't care about nobody, I don't give a f** Yeah, I don't care about nobody I don't care about nobody, I don't give a f** Yeah, care 'bout nobody I don't care about nobody, yeah [Verse 3: Night Lovell] Told a n***a "deal with the pain" Truth be told, I'm so insane Yeah, b**h don't touch my chain Yeah, b**h don't touch my ring Yeah, n***a don't say my name Fake kids can't play this game Yeah, man, move out my way I'ma sip this Chardonnay [Outro: NOK From the Future] Feel some way on the north side Black ice in them long nights I slip down that road The sunlight was scared of what I would become It feeds on my heart I remember yellin' I'd be home on the border Other hand pointing with the burner I swear to God I'd get away with murder And I know too well That vengeance will never bring warmth to my soul I'm left in the cold

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