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DeeYnt
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(A-A-A-A-V-A, keep this shit right, nigga)
We dogging that ass on another ice beat
Took a trip six hours and hit for some weed
Y'all turn rich to dime, tryna turn new leaf
Ain't havin' no emotion, no money, ho, leave
I can push on, guy, you just gotta be with her
I know I ain't the only nigga, so I ain't trippin'
Still got love for the one that went missing
Stickin' to the plan, this shit gettin' addictive
I'm too slime thin
I'm too real to be fake, so I don't gotta pretend
Wanna see how I'm livin', just come and get in
On some young nigga shit, still buckin' for gin
Livin' too fast, hope God forgive me
I'm spendin' my last, I ain't have a penny
I ain't goin' back broke, I'm way too committed
Left my old ho, I got a new bitch in the city
Bad bitch with the mood, she slimmed
They gon' go for the bank 'cause she one of a kind
If it's Anna is dead, I ain't wastin' no time
So I drop out the lil' pen, my kid little dime
Pose be chillin', Ma, still don't miss
Runnin' y'all trap, the store shit like a Visha
Drac' kinda lightskinned, look like Drizzy
Still get over, cuh, and the city be spinnin'
I'm OT with a Glock 23, the way this shit happened, no fuck show me
My bankroll blue, I have to buy this shit neat
Slamming for rec, can't be lazy for cheese
Cut out the ho, get the ho on thick
I'm dodging dimes, I ain't dodging no rig
Keep playing fast, I get hit with a tick
I done been through the worst after all I blicked
It's all gon' work, just gotta be patient
I go get the money, I ain't send back Wayne
Turn last to least in sorry situations
Had to cut off dead weight 'cause these niggas in the way
Playing with me and I ain't safe, try to spin on my block, make a swear of the rape
This sautéing, we purge in the day
1711, shooting Glocks every day
We dogging that ass on another high speed
Took a trip six hours, just hit for some weed
Y'all turn rich to dime, tryna turn new leaf
Ain't havin' no emotion, no money, ho, leave
I can put you on game, you just gotta be with her
I know I ain't the only nigga, so I ain't trippin'
Still got love for the one that we missin'
Stickin' to the plan, this shit gettin' addictive
I'm too slime, thin
I'm too real to be fake, so I don't gotta pretend
Wanna see how I'm livin', just come and get in
On some young nigga shit, still buckin' for gin
Livin' too fat, hope God forgive me
I'm spendin' my last, I ain't have a penny
I ain't goin' back broke, I'm way too committed
Let my old ho, I got a new bitch in the city
Writer(s): Deeynt
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