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Dante Hill

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The way that I talk it, the way that I meant it
They standing around me
I move in the center
My name on my pendant, my girl independent
My wife and my ex's look better together
I'm keeping the peace, but I keep a beretta
I'm paying the lease, and I'm paying vendettas
I come wit the word, and I come with the letters
On top of your bitch
Now you under some pressure
I'm down for whatever the shit is
The crib in the Villas
The one I get lit at for holiday visits
I flooded the street like I flooded my wrist
I put one in your head
Hope you watching your sixes
Shit talking me down takes a lot of convincing
I'm packing him up
This is not an eviction
We smoking the dogs
This is not an addiction
I'm throwing out subs like it's link in description
Yea
Colors and stones on the memory foam
I'm securing the front and the backend
Swear that it feel like it's nobody here
At least half of you gone when I'm snapping
Spins on my songs like it's rotary phones
Watch the numbers I'm hitting in action
Miss me, then miss me without all the talking or you'll end up missing in
Get tagged like beats on God
Like Tay Keith, this too hard
Yea, f*ck is you doing?
Text me six blue hearts
Miss you, miss you more
I know what I'm doing
Cuts like whole new swords
Bitch we been through wars
Look what you ruined
Ran through cribs before
What's wrong with one more?
F*ck is you
Came with the dog, then it's hand to the heart
Then I'm throwing it up like a nazi
Still in the spot with like twelve in the glock
If you stirring the pot like Lagasi
Spinning your block since it's seven o clock
Now it's eight on the dot
I keep watching the watch, how you not at your spot?
We gonna run with the drop and then cut the boy off in the lobby
F*ck wit the team, but it's me and it's me
And I'm locking on in on my dolo
Rappers I see what your problem is
Balance your marketing
Mix up the talent and promo
I been the guy when they guys was just regular
Niggas won't say it, but bet that they know though
My baby wear dresses as thin as kimonos
She probably go viral for posting the photos
I run with moreno's and run wit some cholo's
No I don't see color, I only see cutthroats
There ain't no discussion, not pushing no huddles
I tried it before but it ain't do enough though
I'm still in the cut
And I'm cutting out everything left from them niggas that did me the illest
Like f*ck it
I'm carrying grudges
Until funerals coming
My coffin be padded in feelings
Ay

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