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EST Gee – Love Is Blind Lyrics & Instrumental

Exceptionally accomplished Nigerian performer and Marlian music signee  come into the record label with an outstanding hit tune called “Love Is Blind Lyrics and Instrumental.”

Nigerian indigenous rapper and a KOD-signed music artist, has launched a new song called Love Is Blind.

Trending talented rapper and songwriter, EST Gee unleashed this banging tune christened ”Love Is Blind” released in the year 2022, to excites his music fans out there.

EST Gee is a talented artist, who is a unique style of rap music, keeps amazing his music fans. The artist keeps moving his way forward any never dream of coming down.

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In this song ”Love Is Blind” EST Gee is seen boosting his impression, which is potential rap music to listen.

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EST Gee Lyrics

“Love Is Blind”

Foreverolling

Yeah yeah
Come take a trip down memory lane with a
Grave digger, a made nigga
Poppin' painkillers
Don't make me think different
I'ma drank sipper
I done slayed niggas
I done paid killers
Out the whip and out the window
Long as you get 'em ain't no difference
Shame it's the same niggas dissing
Used to wanna hang with us
I ain't trippin' I been had a lot of opps
Even more pistols
Bougie freak say she don't wanna eat
Cuz I ain't say no pickles
Put her on the nigga she get that lo
We gone for sure get 'em
Most get it the small few of em that don't need no nose tissue
Cuz I'ma wipe it for 'em
He don't even know that I'm so cold with it
She got sexy lips when she eat dick call her soul stealer
Cry and make her sad said I'll be back when it's a whole river
She give me a pass on how I act because her old nigga
Broken down bad sitting on his ass watching her go get it
Plus I used to serve her baby dad you know I hit his bag
Bossed up I bought all my whips with cash it came with paper tags
3 kilos and 1, 500 grams, all my cubans dance
Every brick I grab you ain't my mans a cut four and a half
Run off on yo stupid ass next time if you don't lower the tab
Niggas ain't got money or no swag they can't make me crash
Let my brodie score I threw the pass he laid it off the glass
Island slime it's blood on all my grass, I hope you thinking fast
Four of wok inside a big blue pop make it look like the jazz
Thought that shit was good but it was trash, get back to the lab
Brick layer and I was made to last and never come in last
Act like you gone test me you gon pass and I ain't talking class
You know I got that gresky, don't even ask, just come with the cash
Ion reminisce on what I had cuz I'm still in my bag
If it's me and his it's mine then yours and yours is made from trash
Nigga sent a gangsta text I laughed, he know that that's his ass
He survived from hiding under the wheel he ain't dump his iron
Know I climbed from out that pile of shit I had to take my time
Steppers put them niggas on a shelf, they wanted to see me die
Video he up a stupid row, camera off he lying
Gotta shine cuz I ain't used to have nothing and that's the reason why
Homicide another momma crying son playing with 55 Riata Drive
Whoever tryna collide know it's suicide
Love is blind, so is my left eye, so fuck the other side
Fuck the other side

 

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