Don't Let It (feat. TyRi$ky)

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D.Rob

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Let it, don't let it, Let, let it go
Let it, Don't let it, F*ck outta here yo
Let it don't let it, Let, let it go
Go, let it go
Go, let outta time
It's gonna take a while to get me out my element (Straight up)
Prolly cause all my craft I'm perfecting it
Aliyah Kaitlyn, that's who I share these blessings with
Wearing angel wings cause I swear that she heaven sent
Oh you robin hood's that's intelligent
I mean me too the difference I'm investing it
I'm elegant, all the comp I'm ahead of it
I give no fucks it's sorta like I'm celibate
Dead it quick cause I'm living and I'm goody now
Never left this bag I'm back on my bully now
Risky bring them clips I'm talking fully round
No mask no nothing do it with ya hoodie down
I can't stop and ima flow still
If she don't do her job I bet these hoes will (Facts)
I done made tricks with these words taking no pills
This ink is my blue print I'm feeling like Scofield
Bro chill
Gotta get this money no food talking mills
All these n***** sensitive up in they feels
Could never have a boss I just do what I feel
Never hear opinions that shit don't have appeal
Music give chills, I'm too real
All these n***** hella fake
Never do no work but they need hella breaks
If you don't make your own lane you can't be great
Got my own path it's a alpha male trait
Got these hoes shaking like a earthquake
Yeah I'm Cali but my n***** home straight
We all gonna eat plenty room on the plate
We don't need re-runs n**** all in one take
Even in the snow these hoes never flaked
When they hear Ri$ky ass gone shake
I can feel it coming first mill on the way
Listen when my heart say
Let it, don't let it, Let, let it go
Let it, Don't let it, F*ck outta here yo
Let it don't let it, Let, let it go
Go, let it go
Go, let outta time
Hold up it's game time feeling like a scrimmage
Hard work pays off already see the image
These n***** all cap like they just left the dentist
And they own a fitted business
No fan of those pretenders
Those be the same n***** claim to be so real
Can't let em in your crib cause they lie still
Catch em red handed I bet they lying still
Won't believe in karma until they lying still
(Let me talk)
And it's still my only mission
Stick with it just for the distance
I'm done with the specifics
My intentions too exquisite
I told my girl I got no problem with commitments
(What else)
She my only fan cause her vibe too explicit
(Straight up)
Done with all the quitting
I'm pushing it to the limits
My flow a give you sickness
My album should be prescripted
Talking all this shit cause n**** I went and did it
Hold up wait a minute by now you should see the vision
It's getting more clear tell god that I'm here
One goal only fear is I die before they care
But that won't happen cause I'm snapping rapping
With no distractions
Toast up I got my gross up somebody send me napkins
I was up late night in the stu, I was tapped in
Tryna make numbers with these lines that's a fraction
Of the shit I had to deal with
I know y'all gonna feel this
Hold up this some real shit
My vibe ain't got a kill switch

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