Boots On
444 KeyLo
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(Ugh, yeah) Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? (I said) Hold up, wait a minute let me bring it back I ain't tryna get up in it if it isn't fat, and I tryna reinvent it just isn't that Too many people copy swag and I just couldn't jack Sound like they moaning on the mic, and that just isn't rap You know the vibes when I'm outside, I'm tryna get it crack And if I ride, I'm tryna die, I'm tryna make a pack Don't pray to god, I pray to mine, to pull up with the strap I pray to god, like one more time, I tell him let me go I'm out mind about these rhymes, I hope that hell is cold Cause I'm so grimy bout' my grind, I represent the 4 I skipped that line and turned out fine, I'm the best at the show Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? (I said) I got water falling off me, guess it's drip or drown I got that money in my pocket, I'm on business now In my briefcase got a rocket, blow a witness down Ain't no peacemaking, small talking to figure out Have my G spray em', white chalk will get left around With the beam blazing, bodies dropping gon' hit the ground And my team playing, buzzer beaters, gon' get the crowd He was screaming when he died, I call that rolling loud I pray to god, like one more time, I tell him let me go I'm out mind about these rhymes, I hope that hell is cold Cause I'm so grimy bout' my grind, I represent the 4 I skipped that line and turned out fine, I'm the best at the show F*ck my old friends, for always acting petty If them bitches want the smoke, just tell them mother fuckers I'm ready I said, amen, I pray for what god may do If he take me out today, you must've of prayed for him to save you Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? Got my boots on stepping Cool, calm, collected Ain't no truce I'm guessing, who palmed the weapon? Why you tryna play detective? I'm a teach son a lesson, I ain't worried, no stressing Bitch, who I'm impressing? (I said)
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