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Quincy Falconer-Banks
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Quincy Falconer-Banks
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Lyrics
I told that bitch she may not never know me
I'm workin' a weekly, I keep my schedule on me
I'm never with extra, I keep my weapon on me
Please don't make me up it, I get to blessin' homie
That's my dawg
Roll with me, that's my stepper homie
You say you my dawg
Well, if you my dawg, the fetch that weapon for me
Yeah, I keep prayin' to God that he made me a testimony
**** extra phony
You weren't on my side when the pockets was extra bony
They threw dirt on my name, peep hope **** tried steppin' on me
What a lesson for me
But to pick up my blessings, I just gotta let it go free
I already know a young **** blessed, so I just really be on chill shit
You say you my dawg
Then accept all my flaws and get to steppin' for me
You already know how this shit go down, cuz we be on real shit
Whether right or wrong
You gon' double down and talk all reckless for me
That's my dawg
I might have you put the paws on a lil' bitch, you might never know
I might have you put the charm on a lil' bitch, we might take her home
I'm never givin' up my heart to a lil' bitch, she might take it wrong
I told that bitch she may not never know me
I'm workin' a weekly, I keep my schedule on me
I'm never with extra, I keep my weapon on me
Please don't make me up it, I'll get to blessin' homie
That's my dawg
Roll with me, that's my stepper homie
You say you my dawg
Well, if you my dawg, then fetch that weapon for me
To all my real **** tryna get a win
You know one day we all gotta win
They always say real **** gotta win
All real **** gotta win
Written by: Quincy Falconer-Banks