DaLyricist
$hakkyDaP
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Everyone forgets you, that shit normal when you die The way I wear all black, you'd think I'm formal all the time If you a op-, then you're the only fucking mortal on my mind Said I'm a dead man walking, I'm immortal in my mind I just sparked my wood, now it's a portal in the sky Mama said she wants grandkids, so I gotta find a wife I can't right none of my wrongs, so I find a way to write I can't write none of my songs, I still find a way to write Sell shit with the Celtics out in Boston Niggas wanna go get jewelry, on boss shit Take a trip with a bad bitch out to Laughlin, Ask her does she ever do this often I need a piece of you, no toppings Dunk the bitch off the backboard, then lob it Is she a shooting star? I guess that makes me a comet Niggas rap about killing drugs, bitch, it's shit common Ask a nigga what's his hobby, he said robbing No Batman, but he robbed fellow black man Kicking doors like Jack Chan, like he that man He got bullied one day and brought his backpack Michael Jackson on these niggas, he a bad man Went home, never told shit like it was that bad Went on the media, hit him with a hashtag Yeah I'm smoking on the dead, I'm coming for your head top Dropping niggas left and fucking right like they dead stock Run like Sonic's hedgehog, can never be found In the hood like he was dead stock No remorse for the shit he did, you know he dead wrong Hit him with a left and then a right and then a headlock It's crazy that this type of shit, that make y'all niggas head nod I don't drink liquor, baby, go and past the eggnog If it's too deep, nigga, go on to the next song F*ck all night, yes, I know the sex long When I started, I had waves, now they turn to dreadlocks Right when I had busted, I felt her legs lock Listen up real closely to what I said, huh Okay, what I said, huh All white, tee, not a crease , but it's brand new All white jeans on me, but the black cool Yo bitch first name is Field, so I know that she ran through You can do whatever you niggas want because I can too I wasn't finna let you spend the night, but I ain't that rude I was finna hit it raw, But I ain't that dude My bitch not a city girl, but like to act rude Yeah, I got a pump for Ricky and a fucking tac too Hit your bitch from the front, yeah, that's what tax do Hit your bitch with a blunt, nigga, that's what shak do If three niggas coming through the door, then nigga, act cool Beat the nigga in the argument, that's what facts do You niggas represent trash, you a raccoon If you challenge me, you gon' end up like the last dude Focus on your future, nigga, don't focus on the past, dude My white girl bought her dad a surprise, a black dude Took it to the room, but I told her I'mma shy dude I took a nigga bitch a few times, but I ain't tried to Put the cuffs on her, scene looking like a crime, too My dick so good, I done made a bitch cry, too Turn the lights off, my music, what she ride to If you was bonnie , I could be your motherfucking Clyde, too You like a bank account, take it out and put it inside you...
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