2 A.M. In Joliet
Devon
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Live from the 815 I'm getting dumb high 80 on the late night drive I keep a gun by Probably giving dick to a bitch until the sun rise She a never get my day time if she ain't qualified Sun come we on a money run 12 hours on the clock all of em Guwap homie go get you some Being a under breath hating ass nigga get ya none Four to the body that shit a get you slumped Meanwhile I'm burning through more sheets Never thought that love would turn me heel in my own streets But try to run up on me nigga I'm ignore peace Tyler boy I keep the gate to heaven at arms reach It's either we never link or you could get six feet Type to do the dirt on my own cuz I'll never speak Instead I be chilling out the way burning spinach everyday With women that love all that I say serving me cakes Like it's a race to wear Devon on they face Last year it was a secret what a difference fame make And I ain't reach the pinnacle yet What they call impossible watch I do it with flesh Beefing with me wrong move get a hole in ya neck But destructive ain't productive I'd rather chase check So this the last time I'm a tell all you mitches Selfish ain't my nature nigga we can share all the riches If she ain't my wife live ya life share all the bitches We can keep it cool coexist y'all can have the features But next nigga that diss likely to this gun turn that American Swiss I'm on a different echelon higher than this But thou who summon me down shall now die in a ditch It can get disrespectful dick deep in ya bitch Hands griping her hips while she give ya lil baby a kiss With breath christened by lil brother or sis That demon chillin let the smoker exist uh Roll another one while still burning number one Blowing smoke to the heavens god it's ya favorite sun Nigga I'm a be the same when the money come in Cuz rich niggas wake up just to hustle somethin And when passion exist And you can make some money for it now you talking real shit But they don't want me to talk to you niggas like this That's why I take the real slugs and blend them into the clip Warning sign you should read sentence Before run up on him plan ya mourning won't need stitches Stay up out ya feelings in the end you could cease feeling And don't go create beginnings with us niggas that be chilling No matter what ya hustle is my nigga just keep dealing And if they do the same they not you this unique feeling Not complicated wear that get ya bitch attention marijuana fragrance Show her my real now she think every other flagrant I don't really need ya friendship give me all the hatred Just know that beef a never show up on a credit statement And my bitch dipped in Versace A thousand dollar shirt full of spit she do it sloppy I want a Richard Mille y'all niggas choosing to clock me I'm sure it pause ya bag for you to watch me We could never be the same so at best you niggas copy King Kong in my lane Godzilla couldn't stop me Put the fire to some healthy ass green like it's broccoli I ain't worried bout a soul god and this Glock got me I'm the million dollar man plan Ted dibiase I ain't even gotta speak on it you can just watch me Nigga I'm a one of one Next time I put the mic down a legend done Weed smoke and bad bitches that's my type of fun Y'all would rather stick beef and pistol playing huh That's the difference you in newspapers me I'm in her gums Devon
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