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Deandre Gelt

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Car cloudy cause I blow tree 
While we passing the police
Checking my paper I'm og 
Don't ask for ah favors u know me 

Come on man
U know me 
I don't think u do low key 
Come on man 
U know me 
I don't think u do low key 


Im running this shit 
Like a marathon 
Shout out my Mexican 
Americans 
For bringing over the heriron 
 My money got better from there and on 

I do not f*ck wit the same cats 
 I'm not was a years ago
And u really not real if u claim that 

typical nigguh
So stay back 

Bang that 
or let it Drop 
Like cocaine 
Wen Forms a rock 
Im callin shots 
That's ah brick nigguh 
 hug the block 
Til I'm rich nigguh
I got Gotta real hittas
That tuck Tha glock 
for these Lil Nigguh
 So chill nigguh 
B for u end up gettiing poped
Like ah pill nigguh 
Peel the top 
Like ah cantaloupe 
But knoe I'm off of that shit 
like guranimo 
Fur coat like ah animal
So dope 
That I'm needed for antidote 
Branded clothes 
And Nyce belts 
From gramin dope 
For my gelt 
Independent Like who else 
can ah nigguh trust 
but my self 



Car cloudy cause I blow tree 
While we passing the police
Checking my paper I'm og 
Don't ask for ah favors u know me 

Come on man
U know me 
I don't think u do low key 
Come on man 
U know me 
I don't think u do low key 



Shit 
I'm tryna eat 
Hor in the back ground 
Complaining her feet 
I'm Given directions 
While pickin my teeth
Meet at the store 
That's in front of the suites
I hang up wit them 
And I go get the scale 
I Came up wit them 
But oh fuckin well 
I Shave a few point 
Cause they can not tell 
Im smelling like gas 
 and the boys at the shells
So 
I shoot em ah text
 w/ the change of plans
So we dont get caught 
Exchangen by hand
 He pull off with his 
Cause I don't waste time
U know what it is 
I'm all about mine


I don't let tha f*ck shit apply to me
I smoke weed 
to help the economy
Play the game like its monopoly
Tryna stay outta jail 
And gain property
Straight outta proverty 
It was greed possibly
I'm what u gotta c 
Address me Properly
 Or see blood 
No phlebotomy
F*ck an apologie 
Like the heat got tah me 
In the trap is where I alta be
Talkin shit And Blowing lots ah weed

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