Dead Weight
Leeko Lavish
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Lotta niggas dead weight gotta keep em off me And I know I got alotta bitches salty Baby when you link up with me just don't record me Gotta keep my hand on a blicky my city awful Niggas know we get busy lil bro got dog food Can't be locked ina prison no one to talk to I feel like if I get it man we gone all win Tryna' feed all my niggas they tired of starving I was jumping them fences back when the law came Ty got caught on the numbers they say it's ball game Yea And my lil niggas giving y'all pain These drink I'm sippin got me having all these sharp pains And I'm tryna' get way richer than trump Got Made niggas I came with and yo main niggas look dumb Seen brave niggas get slumped Think you can't get touched? She set you up In the dm While I was grippin on her Butt In high school I slipped up that baby ain't my son Lil opp nigga not gripped up I'm finna catch me one Sober I'm never sober Choppa hot like holitosis It got em froze up Man these Niggas need to recognize who they playin wit me and lil bro ona hunt and we ain't Neva sayin shit My nigga we get reckless now ain't tryna reconcile And Roc done tapped out on me feel like he let me down Lil bro won't back out on me Apply that pressure now Alotta nights I was lonely I had a pistol up on me My evil thoughts ina trenches I'm going out like I'm tony Evil thoughts ina trenches I'm going out like I'm tony Lotta niggas dead weight gotta keep em off me And I know I got alotta bitches salty Baby when you link up with me just don't record me Gotta keep my hand on a blicky my city awful Niggas know we get busy lil bro got dog food Can't be locked ina prison no one to talk to I feel like if I get it man we gone all win Tryna feed all my niggas they tired of starving I was jumping then fences back when the law came Ty got caught ona numbers they say it's ball game Yea and my lil niggas giving y'all pain These drink I'm sippin got me having all these sharp pains Walking in they see me I smell like Versace One fifty for my cologne Nine fifty my red bottoms Money ain't a problem Losing ain't a option I'm forever grinding my nigga that's never stopping I was putting this shit on my back Before y'all ever knew Steppin by myself I'm doing shit these niggas never do You was slowing up I caught my pace now I'm ahead of you Get they money up and stay away what niggas better do trenches where I'm living I'm just tryna make a difference Free my niggas they still living wanna give up man I know that feeling When you gettin' money everybody need you But they ain't support you before you was succeeding Niggas they be plotting niggas they be leaching Old ass niggas never practice what they preaching Lotta niggas dead weight gotta keep em off me And I know I got alotta bitches salty Baby when you link up with me just don't record me Gotta keep my hand on a blicky my city awful Niggas know we get busy lil bro got dog food Can't be locked in a prison no one to talk to I feel like if I get it man we gone all win Tryna' feed all my niggas they tired of starving
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