Dead to Me (feat. Micky Perry & IsoDope Beats)
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Shit is getting scary Yea, eyes on the prize Can't see my enemies Wasting my energy Already dead to me They is my sons I'm teaching em lessons Look I got the key, and I'm keeping em guessing They testing, and pressing, and pushing my buttons Playing it cool, I ain't giving them nothin Ice in my veins, walking through flames 20 to 3, man I been in the game Shooting up shots, making a lot They get in my face and I'm giving em range But this is what they say, I don't fit the game I've been warming up the bench for so long That I could tell you every play they bout to make They way too predictable F*ck working the rest of my life I'm in here to get my residuals Then make it perpetual Flipping the script and I'm making em dip Now I'm deadass on deadeye, I swear I don't miss Calling the shots and I'm takin a sip If they betting on me they ain't wasting a chip Checking the stats and they taking the over Pockets on dimes, dishing assists Squad get involved then it's already over You live and ya learn, man it is what it is My eyes on the prize, can't see my enemy Told you before I ain't wasting my energy Let's keep it short if you tryna step to me Bringing that fake shit, you already dead to me You already dead to me You already play in the garden and pushing up daises Already dead to me Yea, eyes on the prize Can't see my enemies Wasting my energy Already dead to me My eyes on the prize You can't steal my energy They hate when I rise Just like heat with humidity If you want me to die To increase my celebrity Well keep this in mind bitch You already dead to me I don't be giving a f*ck bout your views and your bucks The way that I move is avoiding a dunce You chose to askew what I spew as Defunked Till I drill you and give you the fame that you want See you gassed up by them clowns that you round Let that slick shit spill out N BPs will go down Say you want smoke till we airing it out Cuz like debate teams we be speaking in rounds That stint in rehab really fucked you up Think you Billy badass when you really a punk Just another Maytag nigga washing trunks Now you tough in the booth think you wild like us We don't vibe with no lies to get your props up Like the top drawer nigga you'll get socked up Like the God Thor got this hammer for your banter Through your car door you done got struck N it's all over bullshit you sold to people For the fame gave your soul Fam fillin cathedrals That's the game it's so cold No love in this evil And the pain they uphold cuz they ain't Feel the needle Keep your mind on the gold Cuz the bros will deceive you So will hoes never know who's goal it is To bleed you Believe me it's Heby jeeby and crazy fecal Its easy to get queezy but believe in you My eyes on the prize, can't see my enemy Told you before I ain't wasting my energy Let's keep it short if you tryna step to me Bringing that fake shit, you already dead to me You already dead to me You already play in the garden and pushing up daises Already dead to me
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Written by: Jacob Leer, Micky Perry
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