Credits

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Dellbee
Dellbee
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Dellbee
Dellbee
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Lyrics

Hummmm Free Ben' Yeaaa Classic You just gotta deal with it King of the New School Hahahaha I came a long way from Stressing Gotta take my time yh yh Nobody should stress me Tryna build a legacy so nobody can best me Mama told me ama Cheetah nobody can first me Huh I stand my ten toes for the niggas tryna cross me I can't trust nobody that is what Mama told me Don't run to the future what's gon' be will be surely be So I call myself DeDe De De De De Dellybee I just lost a nigga on a boat cruise 15 minutes ago yh yh we were still kushing I'm the only nigga with a Sad Face Other niggas smiling, they just used mah dawg for a bandit Eh Money issue turn a death issue How come he fell from the ship must be a silent pistol Who ever made your mama cry would never find peace too Bread winner gone your mama only got one piece RIP to Willy Don You shouldn't have done this Yh I gat trust issue Ehy I can't trust pistol (I can't trust pistol) That sh*t is gon' hit you (Pa pa) I gat trust issue Trust issues NOo Right one Money is the right one Feel like am a star all I did was going viral Kept getting hard with same niggas ama die for I just told my homie only money I gat my eyes on Yh like We on a same drug buh different kind of trip sh*t Heard my fake homie coming and I be like safe trip Many hating on me and I oooh someone safe me I just called my mama and she told me son am praying They can't understand We came from the grind Young nigga screaming but they can't hear the sound They all let me down I'm on a drug sh*t you can't see me frown I'm sorry Oh lord forgive me Yh yh I gat trust issue I gat trust issues You can't trust this pistol This sh*t is gonna hit you Màlò bè sí mí because me am gonna beat you Oh lord know You promise me the earth Yh you promise me the heaven You gonna turn me best buh you working like the devil I sold all my things yh I SOLD em like a peddle Made me tell Mama made me tell my mama am fed up Uh yeh Yeah she cry Yeah she cry, she cry She told me isn't a crime Delly it is not yet your time And my Papa sympathizing regret signing all these papers Sh*t really made me cry
Writer(s): Andrew Kabo, Dellbee Dellbee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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