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David Wesson
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Letras
[Verse 1]
(David Wesson)
[Verse 2]
Was loyal to some ****
Caught cases & I ain't panicked
Knowin' when I go do this fuckin' time, they go vanish
Peoples I fucked with was speakin' down, saying I ratted
Ain't told on a soul, check the papers it's public record
Cashed out my lawyer
Don't do the public defenders
And did it on my own
Ain't nobody gave me a nickel
Took my last fifteen thousand and made it triple
And did that shit five mo' times, now I'm the ****
Stayin' 10 toes ,I was raised on that
Street report card, I got all As on that
I was in too deep to where I can't fall back
Switched the hustle **** now I'm gettin' paid off rap
**** lyin' in they songs, I just state all facts
Sick I call my **** phone and he can't call back
Use the middle man chickens and they ain't all hatched
Only chickens **** know is six piece all flex
[Verse 3]
I'm a boss around this bitch I put my hood on the map
I put food on plates
I done bought bitches bags
Used to hit the titty bar
And grab 1s by the bag
Killers walked me to the car
As I pull off in something fast
Bad bitches starring at me
"Check out his necklace"
**** that's hatin' ain't got on shit, you **** naked
I pay these motherfuckas no mind, don't even sweat it
That chain was twenty thousands my baby don't disrespect it
Ride in something foreign as I cruise through the snow
Black timbs untied
Mink on 'cause it's cold
Fuck a bitch one time, I don't want her she old
Fit was thirty two hundred coulda bought me a boat
Paid a house for a watch, so you know I'm living good
Feds charged me with the RICO my **** I'm paid in full
I'm plugged with them peoples that don't speak no english
Been countin' all day, got paper cuts in my fingers ****
4-1
[Verse 4]
Still to loyal to the game
Even though it betrayed me
Took some of my ****
Tried to make go crazy
I'm almost at my quota
Lord don't let them rai me
I need ice chain and that kitted Mercedes
Mindset of a hustla from the inner city
Rollie on my wrist, the price in the upper fiftys
**** going broke tryna prove they fuckin' with me
**** you's a joke, I don't even ball in the city
You party at a club where it smell like black and mouse
I'm sippin' margaritas by some water outta town
Oops out the country, I sold dog food as a puppy
Same shit that got my mans twenty, am i blessed and lucky?
She saw me at the light now she hittin', she wanna fuck me
Why would I fuck you?
You be giving pussy to flunkies
Life was more peaceful when I was dealing with junkies
This rap shit **** do anything for some money
[Verse 5]
RIP RJ, Fleno Roc
RJ said we gon have matchin' marados on the block
Me and Roc really did that fucking plenty hoes
Me & Flen said we should be in some foreign by 24
Now I'm in the foreign reminiscing 'bout 'em all
Missin' simple shit like laughin' with 'em in the mall
Snake shit is allowed when you fuckin' 'round with raw
But it could be smoove, if yo dawg really yo dawg
I done been broke with fifty thousand in the duffle
Even after making net, this game got me on my knuckles
'Cause this go to the plug
This ain't none of my chedda
And I never run off
I just grind till it get better
We was teenagers rockin' out with some leathers
By the boots and tinted Cartis
Waving stacks in the party
TVs in the whip
Big rims with a lip
But ya'll don't know half about this dope boy shit. ****
Written by: Peezy, Payroll Giovanni