MANNERS (feat. DoeGang)

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Dollars dancing on my forces
Too underground to be compared to the Forbes list
Took a gamble on myself like the horses
Why you take a flight to LA to be scoreless??
You can't afford this
Ego humble but it's gorgeous
Don't need no endorsements
My passion is the only
Thing that fuel my lantern
I'm the ultra, you the standard
Settle up with this combatant
Made me forget my manners, yeah
Feel like green Bruce banner
'Fore he learned to keep it calm
There's a new rock on the moon
I guess my pitching arm is strong
Never settle for the lesser
On this level that I'm on
Can't control the pressure
It don't sweat me anymore
These winters don't phase me
Take a round trip to the tropics
I like puffin backwoods poolside
While I watch her do aquatics
Rather party at the W
Than crowd up in a moshpit
Phone on DND mode
If you call twice bitch I'll block it
This materialistic eye is killing the vibe
Why you care what it cost if it don't get you high?
Why you care what I bought if you don't pay a dime
Humble ya self I'm about to switch out the ride
Fumble the belt I'm about to hold it with pride
Can't think of these decisions if I'm stalling the fight
Think my life is make believe and put my struggles aside
That's how you get smoked by a thief in the night
Thiefin' in the night, where's the weed, wheres the lighter?
Telling myself lies, All these pills make things brighter, woah
I don't think bout shit twice no, I've been causing destruction the same way I make life
Yeah yeah
Like we ready to ride
Blisters on my heel, horses take me to the sky, yeah yeah
Like we ready to die, ammunition full, I won't stop til it's right nah nah
Pull up with a fully loaded glock, gang gang
I got couple thousand racks in my hand
I ain't give a f*ck bout yo mans, mans, mans
All I really care about's money, paper, cash
Black hand to my enemies, enemies, enemies
Chopper gonna sing, it's a melody, melody
Digits on the dash, til a felony, felony
DoeGang gonna ride, til the death of me
Doing drugs without no reason,
She changing moods like the season
Shawties favorite is the winter
Cuz she loves the snow
I got fire in my eye, but my heart is so cold tho
Look at me I can fly, I need more, I need more
More hoes, that's why my bitch is bipolar
Rocking AK with a drum, plating made from pure gold
Dollars dancing on my forces
Too underground, don't be compared to the Forbes list
Took a gamble on myself, like the horses
Why you took a flight LA to be scoreless

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