Fallacy
OG Dede
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Album of the year man I could vouch That would be me braggin to much I gotta chill out Man I can't be flexin out my ass Man I know about the doubt Ay All these humble beginnings Got me tiptoeing in my winnings Man it really got me grinnin To the front is where I'm sittin My paper is what I'm printin That's what I've analyzed Let me talk about my guys I try to put you on game But you just push me to the side I'm tryna add To our wallets but you can't even recognize Man this the shit you gotta realize Tryna give you a bag is something that I emphasize Man you gotta look me in the eyes My only goal is to try to inspire It's like I was spitting through the wire You know what really make me tighter Is when I carry to much on my back it make me tired Damn I said it's fucking dead Ay This motha fucka dead Yuh this motha fucka dead Dead Ay Leave me alone I'm tryna make ya'll Fetch a bone and a bag Got me feelin I'm in a different level and a half God damn Ay Damn you really make me laugh No You go down on any graph Huh I just speak on my behalf Ay You be typing paragraphs Huh Yo momma wanna autograph Ay Call me DK Metcalf Yessir Man I'm closed off I just been to fucking busy tryna go off I go crazy on every beat that I wrote off Do not try to hit my line because my phones off I'm so crazy you still trippin you got no stock You only good for eight weeks you a big flop Make it with the guys This the type of Dede you ain't seen because I'm pissed off Ay I get to the bank and then I'm counting You Prolly still have an allowance You See what I'm doing I am astoundin I Be getting more powers by the hour But f*ck a hour cause I got minutes And I know that I been it Then you gotta ask yoself how we is living different Ima be the same for the next decade You see me ballin man I copped a tennis chain You rappers corny as hell Man you only minute made I'm throwin Hella shade Wait until I'm flexin all my accolades Man this a Big fade Man I ain't Finna trade Everything I worked for man that's a downgrade Me compared to you I'm a upgrade Ima up a grade so you know we onna different page We onna Different stage We onna Different chapter I'm the only one who could control what happens Dead Man this shit is dead Ay this motha fucka dead Ay this motha fucka dead Fuckin dead I said it's fuckin dead
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