Dolo (feat. Rob Ray & Piffy Guwap)
Maine Laveau
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I always start my day off wit the realist prayer Hoping it be no witness when I send them spraying Seen alot of green shit and did a lot of favors Niggas threw a couple shots God still ain't take me And you ain't bout it little nigga why you faking If twelve get a hold of you I bet you leave a Statement Gassin on Gelato 45 but nigga I ain't racing Conjuring with great spirits so f*ck demons I Don't face them Mention my name wrong bet them billy niggas take you Grew up piss poor yeah checkout my neck now I'm skating Fucked up my closet dog turned out to be my closet hater Doctors said my daughter wouldn't talk now she can't stop from singing Niggas supposed down picture that they left Me hanging So now I'm F*ck nigga free dripped up with my banger Waited for better dayz but all I seen was people changing Me and brother ain't talking now I see why family dangerous Four five six and Different like hyroglyfic Yea yea yea yea Four five six and Different like hyroglyfic Been did it spin the civic quick Just like a fidget 6 Kitchens quick to turn a pigeon to a chicken Quit fibbing You ain't really fitting the description Of the picture that you painting Or the painting of the picture Tryna hold up that aggression Like the frame on a picture New school old soul like wood grain in a visca Only owed her about a couple But she still call me Mister Fettuccine for dinner order lobster for supper She probably wouldn't do the same selfish Motherfucker Do whatever to f*ck her f*ck it I say I love her It's is what it is chickens cluck I get the plucking They call me P I double F I spell it like I'm musha Pop trunk bone crusher German foreign gone rush you Hollow tips out the rugger Staying late like a tutor I maneuver the sewers My junior good like Cuba Let me take you back to 05 Bumpin trap or die we trying to go hard Momma sent them prayers everytime I packed goyard Shit was a slow start then we found them licks yeah Bussing down checks man that money was coming quick yeah Stash spot was at my bitch crib My main hoe stayed tripping on me Wanted to spend time but on my mind was on that fendi money Momma still depending on me So I stayed on my grind yeah Couldn't afford a Rollie but made sure the bills paid on time yeah See we done came along way from dodging fed time See this for all my niggas serving that bed time See lately it's been me and a bottle of henny Trying to drown up everything that's just bottled up in me Yeah if I die way before that I wake Ask lord for forgiveness and my soul to take Hope he know I was know I was just trying to make a way Trying to smell y flowers before they fade away
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Written by: brandon verela, jermaine hawkins, robert rene
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