Yung Bleu - Smooth Operator lyrics

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Yung Bleu - Smooth Operator lyrics

[Yung Bleu:] Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did I got too many haters I make moves, I'm a smooth operator I got too many haters If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did I heard n***as plottin' on my chain Got a rocket on me now, you play some games, I bust your brain All this dope that we distribute, keep one eye in the rearview Can't let a n***a scare you, gotta get back and make 'em feel you Them bullets they flyin' like birdies I'm frontin' them cook in the burbs My trap do numbers like nerds I get you k**ed for a word Five K for a verse I'm poppin' like gasket, see you in traffic I get the plaques then you get to panicking I got that work, I'm part of the management I got a problem for buyin' that Louis I got a problem for buyin' that Gucci We got that raw in the [?] like a [?] Mag or the Glock, whatever that suit you I ain't gon' hug you, lil b**h I'm gon' shoot you Don't pick a side, better be neutral They want me dead, the feeling is mutual They want me dead, the feeling is mutual, yeah Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did I got too many haters I make moves, I'm a smooth operator I got too many haters If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did [Lil Durk:] The sh** I can show you unlimited I'm in Chicago, this sh** can get treachorous Gave me a pack and they told me deliver it If it don't make it this sh** can get serious I slept on the couch with the rats and roaches Gotta watch your friends, the one's that's closest Can't give me advice if you don't know sh** If I got a gun he got a gun too Kept his mouth closed when he supposed to We done went global, shout out Young Bleu There go nasty n***a, came a long way from rags to riches Hit me a lick, my bags is bigger Gave me a bag, turned up with this fashion, yeah [Yung Bleu:] Came a long way from that block, I swear to God I did Used a long run to the top, I gotta feed my kids If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did I got too many haters I make moves, I'm a smooth operator I got too many haters If you want to I can show you all the sh** I did You see the [?] that I'm rockin' lil n***a This sh** Givenchy I'm rockin' lil n***a I stood at the top on the block with a rocket lil n***a Got me feeling co*ky lil n***a I had to step on 'em, I had to rep on 'em They say I changed, they say I went left on 'em, yeah I don't remember that Pay for the dope, I don't pay for that kitty-cat Six chains, n***a know I don't f** with you, how you How you gangster, I grew up with you I'm the n***a poppin' on the backstreet Keep it in the street, don't at me I'ma have you runnin' like an athlete You ain't never heard Bleu over some rap beats My sh** don't make it there, I had to take it there I had to take a left just like I'm racin' there I hop out a foreign, I hop out a sport You call it a pistol, I call it a toy I was fourteen when I hopped off the porch I was fifteen when I first went to court I f**ed your b**h at the spa and resort Dope in the whip and I'm dodging the narcs They want to beef, I show up with a farm, yeah

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