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FearDorian
FearDorian
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Dorian Williams
Dorian Williams
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FearDorian
FearDorian
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Sunny Lou
Sunny Lou
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Lyrics

Niggas say they don't know what it is Too fly i cant pop out to shit Drop again at the top of the year Niggas drop and i'm closing my ears Used to pray for shit now i'm finally here Ever since i drop nigga i don't miss Cut a snake in the grass with a hiss And they brag but they never did shit Leaving dinner with like five checks In new york at sweet chick Got a belt just to match the fit I know half of it don't make sense Other half in the air But i gotta pay for my sins I been waiting patiently to win Niggas never been mvp These niggas sit on the bench Lotta people envy we, waiting on this shit to end I aint never had all the answers Going on a fucking whim Most dont know how it feel We had ten dollars for the meal Ten dollars for the week We was chilling in the crib Im hoping my fam dont tweak They'll get you gone for a little Tryna make a way for myself Still getting caught in the middle I had two weeks on the road Take a lil trip to bristol Lotta niggas did me wrong So why would i miss you? They love pressing my buttons Scared to press the issue
Writer(s): Dorian Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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