Dey Watchin'
TYS Markie
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Ears to the street Boy them boys still watchin Jays on my feet Damn, dat boi been flossin The grind ain’t cheap We don’t got no options I do it for my city, And the boy nonstoppin Ears to the street Boy them boys still watchin Jays on my feet Damn, dat boi been flossin The grind ain’t cheap We don’t got no options I do it for my city, And the boy nonstoppin You Want say it, Then say it to my face Ion gotta home, boy ya boy displaced Jack to the dome, Just make things straight I made it where I’m at, Hardwork, F*ck dat fate Its not predetermined Even if you think it is Only like dead faces, Cuz I’m killin shit You like dead presidents, yeah I’m with the shit Ironic Mr. Franklin isn’t on the list That’s a hunnid, the top boi I’m coming You not boi, plungin, down boi It’s flooded, The town boi is jumpin Where you from? That’s the Dyt You can’t Name one nigga in the city Kill a beat like me Ears to the street Boy them boys still watchin Jays on my feet Damn, dat boi been flossin The grind ain’t cheap We don’t got no options I do it for my city, And the boy nonstoppin Ears to the street Boy them boys still watchin Jays on my feet Damn, dat boi been flossin The grind ain’t cheap We don’t got no options I do it for my city, And the boy nonstoppin (Dayton repeatedly spelled in the background ) Break it down Break it down Tear it up Jump around Break it down Break it down Tear it up Jump around Lil baby put yo back into it Do it Cuz you wanna don’t do it just to do it If he did you dirty, then f*ck dat nigga Keep doing you, that’ll make him sicka We doing it, we doing it, we doing it well Imma stand up guy, Like some hair with some gel My heart went numb, When my brain derailed So f*ck that I’m getting back on the paper trail Cash all on the floor, but the Bag in the safe Got a sample of the grind If you tryna get a taste I’m not top 5? Yo blunt must laced I’m breaking records, like yo grandmamas vase With yo remains, We not the same Screaming talk yo shit, While I flaunt my wrist Bouta Give some dick, To a boss ass bitch Hit it with a condom, To eliminate risk Fucked her so good, Now she talk with a lisp She do what I say, Like a marionette She slid to the crib, Just to throw me some neck We gamble with the kids, Like Russian roulette Ears to the street, boy them boys still watching Got Followed to crib, Tryna see if I got it Caught the alley oop, Bezz believe that drained it I’m off the L$D, Ion know where my brain went I was gonna do the hook, Or the bridge I’m just off my rocker, by a smidge God please forgive me, For I have sin Woke up the next morning just to do it again
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