Handles (feat. Don Gotti)

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Jay Machiavelli

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I’ve been using handles for that shit that I can’t handle
Willing to risk it all even though I don’t gamble
I’m down shits creek and I don’t have a paddle
Everyone thinks life is hard until they hit the gravel
Man that’s deep, at least 6 feet
I’m killin’ these flows who’s fucking with me
Cups filled up with Hennessy
Get a chaser cant catch up to me
But what you got in that bottle
Liquid real thick like a plus size model
Ass so fat hit it once and watch it wobble
Feels so good when she riding full throttle
I’m all in her throat she singing my song
Pack in the mail, I got it, it’s gone
You f*ck with the beat? I got it from Don
I flip dinero so leave me alone
All these rappers be sounding like clones
Different lyrics with all the same tone
It’s what the people want - f*ck it I know
I can’t be the same if I’m gunna blow so
I’ve been using handles for that shit that I can’t handle
Willing to risk it all even though I don’t gamble
I’m down shits creek and I don’t have a paddle
Everyone thinks life is hard until they hit the gravel
I’ve been using handles for that shit that I can’t handle
Willing to risk it all even though I don’t gamble
I’m down shits creek and I don’t have a paddle
Everyone thinks life is hard until they hit the gravel
Been in my bag I might suffocate
Call me the coach I manage the weight
Stacking this bread then weighing the doe
Still getting high so look out below
Stuck in the middle so I’m takin my time
No need for rushin’ when I’m passin’ just fine
I’m in the pocket just like the bag
Making deposits but don’t wanna brag
No cap might drink the whole bottle
Chase it with pain that’s hard to swallow
Everyone wants liquor… she’s a bad bitch
Almost need it so I can manage
Working 2 hard 2 not get recognition
I’ve been trippin, then writing my vision
Eatin’ that cat then spit wit precision
I’m on a mission, to pay this tuition
Listen, I’m raising the bar, enemy’s won’t get far
Just smoked like a Cuban cigar
Could’ve built it in a day and been
Caesar
But I took my time and I earned these scars
Shot for the moon, landed among stars
All about the journey not the destination
That’s why I’d rather work then be on vacation
I’m a rare Breed in this generation
I’ve been using handles for that shit that I can’t handle
Willing to risk it all even though I don’t gamble
I’m down shits creek and I don’t have a paddle
Everyone thinks life’s hard until they hit the gravel

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