Lyrics:
Lemme see
Give her good strokes I'm just tryna see her back like
Tell her dance to this beat how your back like
I be lying to these girls like I text
niggas hit you up with a banger, ayy
I'm that nigga in the cut, sticked up
Off a jigga, double-cup, got me slumped, ayy, run it back
Chopper went
Intro
Come on
I go by the name of Dee Shy
This is your girl
I'm down with my crew BLAK PROPHETZ AND DME
AND MY HOME GIRL ANNETTE BEE
I'VE GOT
bae it's yours so don't you tear my shit apart
I got these hood scars
If they jump we sending shots and you won't get far
Bitch I'm a thug inside my
a friendly lil bitch I just met her last week I was took by surprise with her mean mouth
Fuck you and your love I got snake by the ones that I love hard
I'm healthy, wealthy & wise
*CTHASOUND*
Hook
Y'all are not peeping
Y'all are all sleeping
It's HAYELO season uh
I'm dropping the teasers
I got em
of love along the way and got no give backs
Frostbite on my jewelry, I'mma wear it 'til my wrist black
Niggas playing on my name, they claiming shit ain't
but I know I can back it
I'm the hardest nigga out, but they refuse to hear it
Idgaf I stack, stack, stack
You know I got them racks, racks, racks
And I
NO COMING BACK
THIS IS FOREVER
YOU GOT A STRONGHOLD
WITH NO CHANCE TO BREAK
KILLING ALCHEMY
WHAT YOU DOIN TO ME?
GET OUT OF MY HEAD
ALL THAT TALK IS
ain't gon' fail
Smoking on gelato, you could tell just by the smell
Passing by, Aunt Jemima got me mummified Diamonds bright, shining, like
respect your name
Keep your heed at arms, reached, cocked and ready
'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin' and rock you steady
Watch your back
on my back I can feel the the heat of this stress on me
Lost love in my heart he got scars on him
Shit still look the same from the mirror prolly'
I got
Look, it's ya girl Nicki Maraj
My nigga Ru Spit's getcha (Gs up)
Where my niggas that's gettin' they Gs up?
(Gs up)
In the back and you rollin' your
family coming back
Back
Cause me and my family got swag
Swag
Tell the weed man to put it in the bag
Bag
And it better not be no shwag
Shwag
Or else me
never got nothing for a to Hold, run that back
Got some motion Got some dough
Got some folks thats on go
And I never got nothing
For a to hold
My
it back to basics when I rap I slay this
Here's a false statement I have the greatest famous fragrance
You should know by now that I don't play tricks
a housecat, not a predator
I develop your appreciation for
"How did you deserve?" Pure to the core
From the sun to the seafloor
Overseas back to B-More
Big D
Sitting by the fire sparked a new flame
And you warned me that I would get burned
But the comfort of your warmth it didn't stop me
I didn't leave
I
on the breaks and if you slip
You better pray for that grace, then get back to that race
No time for making errors stay in your faith
Will my people relate
make your choices
Girls or the boy-ses
Shout it out
I want to hear your voices
I didn't see it coming
It took me by surprise
A big surprise
It knocked
pass by get rich nigga
You got 24 to get your six figures
Yeah
And I been chillin like a motherfucking villain man
Stereo, DOOM, 'lib and some Dilla man
it feel like what you felt before
Now you're back 'cause you want some more
I can't help but feel the way I do
And girl I got this to say to you
of arguing with a bitch
That shit feel like
Suicide, Suicide
Running for your love this shit got me tired
Said you'd stay the same caught you in your lie
Drugs
myself
I'm by myself
I'm by myself
I'm by myself
Alone
Hear my voice
Through the dim
Hear the waves on your skin
Like a call from within
Come back
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