All Dogs Go To Heaven

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Teflon DaDon

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And I drive through the storm when the rain come down, I don't even turn the wipers on
And a pill gotta hit so hard, knocked out, he got hit with a Tyson bone
gotta pray to the Lord on a daily, I've been way too self-righteous, woah
I don't even see how niggas can hate me, I've been living life and they barely know

I was told that all dogs still go to heaven And your best friend should be the reverend
They told me when I was 11 to say, f*ck 12, since then been repping
Since then been stepping, I've been checking any nigga who in my vicinity

Think he up one leave him resting
Get him closer to the God, guarantee we bless em
Get him close to his dead guys, know I keep my head high
We leave a nigga up with his head high
We leave a nigga stuck with his head and his thighs
Got a vision with me, I ain't even got no bape on

I'm not captain save a ho, I won't save for ho, I ain't got no cape on
She said play my music, she wanna get her rage on
And she ain't all black, just like i like, we end up  fucked all day long
She said you know where the crib at, just hit my celly and we on your way home

Got the weight of the world, right on my shoulders, it ain't shit I can't take though
Them shots, he can't take those, fill him up with some shit that's from out of this world
You know we ain't playing no Halo
We got red tips, green tips, blue tips, oh my God, they shooting the rainbow

Make him feel like we trapped inside of a scary movie, it's night time sci-fi
You know I be with them demons, them pill poppers, you see them, you see that they eyes wide
You know the monsters come in at the right time, I'm like a mobster, I sip lean not wine
She just wanna blow me and see me by 9

And we blow .9s, .40s, .45s
Meet your demise, we'll send you high
Oh, you must be blind

And i drive through the storm when the rain come down, I don't even turn the wipers on

Gotta pray to the Lord on a daily, I've been way too self-righteous, woah

And I drive through the storm, when the rain come down, I don't even turn the wipers on
And a pill got a hit so hard, knocked out, it got hit with a Tyson bone
Gotta pray to the Lord on a daily, I've been way too self-righteous, woah

I don't even see how niggas can hate me, I've been living life and they barely know

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