Dead Folks

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I can tell you my secret now I see dead folks
All I wanted was the weed, smoke bitchos Antarctica coke, Montclair
Leave a nigga hostile Just give me 10 bands, I turn that to Maclaren
Just give me your office, I talk to the chairman You worry bout bitches being foreign, you
suck me, you're bored I get money, keep my bitches on Dorian
Money over matter, I choose my brothers No, I did not stutter, but green be our color
My boot trap in peace like improving bladders I chill as a rapper, but chill with some trappers
Look at my fork into you as a platter My plate like a fridge and my fridge make you
shatter Freeze house with the way that I speak
Confidence be my play or technique I'm absurd, I'm unique, and I'm hurt, and
I tweak, and I'm hurt, and I'm weak with strong ass, I can't cheat
Dirty Venta make a whole fantasy I pray that Santa leave a part in my tree
I can't tell if I'm asleep
And I can't tell if I'm asleep or I'm barely awake
And I make my own style, boy, I make my own waves
And I move really wild, make a wave like my wake
Send your girl a milkshake, spread all the girls to the yard
Diamond pearls, then go in yard iPhone 6, I'm the charger of my car
Honda Civic, well, my belt cost a card, cause the car was a gift
Off the bar, I'm a biff, I put hoes in public You need cars for your bitches
Boy, that's Frederick Douglass, nah, nah, that's dead and shit
Not dead and he's dead, fam Love my dawgs cause they're bail posts
Locked in a different city, but my bro came to get me
That's all roadrunner, what I call no other I cut off all undercovers, you call me your brother
Bro, I call your mother, I tell her, you lie
Why your piece on FaceTime and she sleep on your guide
And you still buy her diamonds
My nigga, you trippin', you find me, I'm diggin
Cause X marks the spot, shot like it's Doha, I spark up the pack
Man, that's me and Leo What up, man
DJ back with what I said What up, dawg
I'm hot Man, that's me and Leo, Civi, woah, man, you
can't miss it He comin' through the north
He comin' through the door

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Written by: Leoul Bekele

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