Ego Death

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Johnny Dinero and DEADxSOUL

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Now it's back to the block
Toking Aks while we serving the rock
Uppin' the score when I creep on the ops
He started leaning cuz buddy got shot
Buddy was scared, thought buddy was hot
I'm stacking my cheeses
I'm collecting that cheddar
Aim at his dome
Like I'm snapping a header
Claim that you shoot
But I shoot it better
Leave 'em with holes
Like a Kanye sweater
His mom mad yeah
His mom fed up
Foot on the gas
No, I won't let up
Diamonds like mustard
These boys can't ketchup
Blood on my shoes
Like I stepped on ketchup
When I up
I shoot from the neck up
Pull up sketch
Gone get you wet up
Toke two poles
Like I'm lil tecca
Toke two poles
Like I'm lil tecca
Uhhh
Now it's back to the shits
Don't give a f*ck bout a hoe or a bitch
He claiming he real
I bet buddy gone snitch
And if he move wrong
Throw his ass in a ditch
Don't leave the house
If I don't got the blick
They feeling themselves
But I'm really the shit
Used to crack cards
Now I'm really legit
I hear a beat once
Then demolishing it
I go crazy
Start a mosh in a pit
I'm not at the crib
Momma throwing a fit
Dinero gon' slide
This shit gon' be a hit
And if they want smoke
Then Johnny gone pop him
Hit 'em two time
Buddy gone drop em
Straight outta Compton
We straight outta dade
Boy bout that money
you know we don't play
Pull up to crib
Shoot yo ass where you lay
Pull up with the Glock
Hitting these licks on these bums
We can meet up where you want
Got a .380 pull up in stolla, deflate out yo ego u ain't talkin' so much
I don't be talkin' to punks
I'm from the swamp, not a pond
Always got jewelry on
Always be flexin' these guns
The watch, the tats, the cash, the drugs
I could neva give a f*ck
Shorty mad I'm nonchalant
I could drop hoes if I want
Dominican girl at the spot
The darker the berry the sweeter the juice
Like me a melanin queen in my room
Need me the gangstaest bitch wit me too
When we slidin' she pass me the tool
Gas up your homie we blow out his fuse
You a lil bitch to me
Jit it's yo tendencies
You don't even f*ck with yourself so how in the world can you even f*ck with me
Lyin through your teeth
Talking that shit when you got my address stay hittin' my line knowin' where I be
You'll stay in my shadow that envy will win simply put lil nigga yo spirit's weak
This nigga not even from Florida so why is you reppin' that shit, uh (fake)
You'll never outgrow that mentality nigga you really a jit, uh (shame)
Earned the position I'm in but you hate watchin' me win, uh, (hate)
How is u callin' me kid when you stay in your crack momma's crib, uh (bum)
Nigga u not bout that action a crackhead gave you a fade, uh (kapow)
Nigga so desperate he bribing a crackhead to suck on his dick, uh
Sorry ass clown that joker makeup really a fit, uh
At end of the day lil nigga you came out a peon, a pick me, a lame ahh
Goofy ass bitch
Don't forget that we not the same, (nuh-uh)
Want violence, I'll buss at yo brain
Lil bro can slam you again
These shells got carved in your name
Hollow tips will put you in place
If you want I can make you fried face (google it)
Then hop in the booth and rap on yo name
Make no mistake, you a lame
I suggest you stay in yo lane
Cut your oxygen snuff out your flame
I don't take disrespect as a game
Weighing 140 pussy got tamed
Make examples outta niggas all day
Watch how that macho bravado will lead you to nothing or an early ass grave
This the blueprints to your hate
No this the blueprints to your grave
Bitch I'll pull up with a noose and revolver choose you a way
Wanna act hard play the part
These Hollow tips will tear yo guts
Once you stir the water up this typhoon never fuckin stops, sink

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