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Dolla Black
Dolla Black
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Brandon Keith Howard
Brandon Keith Howard
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Corey Stokes
Corey Stokes
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Brandon Keith Howard
Brandon Keith Howard
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Corey Stokes
Corey Stokes
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Dolla Black
Dolla Black
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Truth Gordon
Truth Gordon
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Lyrics

Uh Yeah Sound so beautiful don't you agree Truth you a fool for this one boy Uh My premonitions leading me to my redemption My reflections an aura it may be how I'm positioned Or maybe how I've been mentioned In so many dimensions Cause I'm pinching attention I guess they miss this retention, listen This ain't soiled with fallacies Error and technicality No pressure don't be mad at me If my records don't count At least ask the people they talk And then check the count of my casualties This ain't a expo These permanent markings No musical chairs here Just permanent parking Only dealing deals for M's That's permanent arching If you ain't place yo bet on Black I beg yo fuckin' pardon They ain't good enough And they lies ain't holding up All I got is what I give you You can check it hold it up And I bet it check out every time Authentic This that essence you can feel it No need to be long-winded let's go Yeah Uh This that essence you can feel it No need to be long-winded let's go Look My mind gone My mind blown Into another atmosphere or time zone Four Five rooms in a house Not even thinking a mansion Just a white picket fence And my family expanding Retired the Park Ave for a new Continental Have it sparkling every time it whip They think its a rental Ultra Violet vision A custom grill for the dental No more Hustling off Beasley Bitch we Intercontinental And these niggas hate it These niggas hating you should see they faces I'm posting pictures Niggas really getting placements And it's hard to think a nigga was the underdog I keep it humble when I get it I won't under ball I ain't chasing dreams Nah I'm chasing reality Cause I know everything I see is right where I'm supposed to be So carry on Keep acting like you can't recognize I know the hate is only love in it's best disguise Yeah Uh Like as I sit here And contemplate Like my, like my next move I'm amazed I'm amazed that you niggas Still think Imma fail Still place yo bets against a nigga like me You niggas should be ashamed It's like my past still chasing me The future won't wait for me Built for this shit Tell them niggas ain't no breaking me They ain't give me nothing So it's nothing they can take from me Talkin' bout this life Fuck a slice I want the bakery I want it all Let me ball I need a scholarship Been dealing with this pain so long Increase my tolerance Overlooked repeatedly Showed em that they needed me Now I'm at they neck like Pam with the beady b's Flow stupid like Cole So I'm Martin with the verse You niggas Tommy with the job Still lying bout the work Imma monster Come to conquer Don't want no sympathy Ain't taking what they giving Only taking what is meant for me Simply the illest Niggas all in they feelings My niggas all in them buildings wit a plan for a million We getting closer Like we posed to Make a toast to The illest niggas living And we come to change the culture Nigga
Writer(s): Brandon Howard, Willard Avery Johnson, Corey Dewan Stokes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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