Chedda Lyrics – Free Hamze

Chedda Lyrics by Free Hamze

I would take the risk for the double
Cuffs on my wrists I’m in trouble
Two year minimum I’m in the country
But my dividends waiting for me

Saw a lot of sins in the summer
Gun on my hip and I’m running
Stacked a lot of bricks off of nothing
Spent the night crisping my hundreds

Ima take em back to my country
Fund militias and an orphanage or something
What’s up then?
If you stand between me and my funding

It’ll get darker than the shadows that the sun made
Keep a pistol tucked inside my oven
Just in case they run up in my crib while I’m munching
There’s nothing, I think of, ‘cept music, love and money

Only three things that distract me from the chaos I see coming
Only three things that I know thеy can’t take from me
Know the streets bring a lot of hеat I don’t get sunburned
Got a couple demons on my back

Got a couple n#gg#s move in sprinters like it’s track
Jumpin over hurdles everyday get out that trap
Frontman be my n#gg# hit me when I’m down bad
Talk down when I’m bigger don’t that sh#t jus sound bad?

Stuck up like my pap, cut em off like dat
Dirty how he did us I’m still steppin ova cracks
Wit some heavy hitters ready fo they up to bat
Knew we livin stuck, neva made it sound bad got it out that mud

Percy Miller wit it serve em work up out the trunk
Juliet my b#tches runway walk off on that plug
Hoover street no crippin h’z on me since a cub
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Free Hamze Lyrics – Chedda

Free Hamze

Chedda