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Jevon B

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(Yeah)
I hold the keys, so she hold me down
They hear my shit and want a feature now
I'm killing beats to get on rolling loud
Got gator feet but I'm a crocodile
Hear my voice you start to turn the dial
Speaker blowing up even grandmas wildin'
Love the way I'm dressing like a thousand islands
When I hit the mall I got a thousand styles
In the coupe but I'm not a pilot, live your dreams boy you gotta try it
I was never quiet, never lived in silence
If I ever am that means I'm steady grinding
Gone for two I was never hiding, I was in the studio analyzing
I was meditating I was focused writing
Everything be rhyming, got it coinciding
But everything hit yeah
They all on my dick yeah
Bitches calling up my phone wonder where a nigga bout to sit yeah
They looking for me now, we out on the scene now
Two hands on the wheel like a nigga caught a rebound
Coming live from the North side, ten down feeling so fly
Nose bleeds to the court side (Yeah)
No tint when I slow drive, I got queens in the bee hive
Shawty high like a peace sign
Go against me you in trouble
Think I'm nice I'm just being humble
I'mma dog bitch without a muzzle
Noone sorry for the struggle, if you want it gotta hustle
Getting money by the duffle
I was hearing them, never fearing them
Deading niggas where the shovel
I remember when I was counting it dreaming Ms in bank account
Funny nowadays I be chasing it, making sure I'm never running out
Another shot got me buzzing out, niggas soft they gon' hug it out
You ain't on the scene, never made the team, you was cut before the try out
Switching lanes in my new toy, real version of my school toy
Neighbours staring guess its too loud, want a picture man this too wild
Got a bonus only two fouls, wipe the sweat with a Versace towel
And I got them spinning, when they hear my verses
Like the 60s they be spinning dials
They think imma cheat code, we got all the freak hoes
Out west to the East Coast
Throw ones like a free throw
I'm living, fulfilling my purpose, up on this earth shit
She don't f*ck, then I curve it ain't worth it
What you know about putting that work in
Long nights hidden behind the curtains
If you want it gotta make sure you certain
Told shawty imma buy you a birken
I remember when my pockets was hurting
Me and money going at it like versus
Never stopped I was staying determined
Now I'm swerving like I'm writing in cursive
But everything hit yeah, they all on my dick yeah
Bitches calling up my phone wonder where a nigga bout to sit yeah
They looking for me now, we out on the scene now
Two hands on the wheel like a nigga caught a rebound

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