Patek (feat. No-Link & Douley Productions) [Remastered]

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Yeah
(Douley on the track It's a better flow)
Regular Diarchy shit ya heard
Yeah, Yeah, yo, I
Came through on the bus with the bust down young nigga no swag Bout to dump down
On call got my brothers in the cut now what you thought? Solo was the buzz now?
About to come down & come eat I've been too high for a minute You niggas could see
I get the joy from my enemies when they remember me so I could kill on the beats, That's true
Bout time I go to work where's my suitcase? How I catch you redhanded but you Blueface?
Wrap your neck with a shoelace from your new jays then hit you with the batman Like I'm Bruce Wayne
I switch up the flow when I came on it, Cuz I mix it up man I'm James Harden
And I won't stop killing til I'm worth a million and that's when the game started
Eat it up But they stay starving I'm an artist I stay carving
I've been writing the day started, when I wake up & play hardest
You cannot contain me don't put up no cage on me
I just ended all relations, cuz honestly I don't have patience
I just got songs I could do, when we all in the stu up on different occasions
And I switched up on locations been working these niggas been hating
Up levels these niggas be basic call up the main conversation
With my ruler We chasing the top spot and it makes sense
That I switched up the cadence back n Forth I be pacing
They scared, they thinking I'm Jason
I treat my gang like they my fucking cousins join around the table like discussions
Free the guys who's in the pin for hustling turn your back and then there's repercussions
We like the hornets cuz we keep it buzzing Charlotte feeling killing niggas hustling
Triple K these people are corrupted we bussing back there isn't no discussions
And I put Patek on my arms yeah I threw Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms yeah I had to ice out my arms Philippe
I threw Patek on my arms yeah I put Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms And I wanna ball
But they wanna call police
Moving to better things now I got everything, My life is treating me heavenly
Negative energy don't bring it next to me I don't allow it to get to me
Did it successfully now they're my enemies I never seen them as friends to me
Money my specialty, filled up with jealousy They wanna take all my treasuries
I was the one with the shot, used to be down but I came right back up like a squat
Buy out the stores when we shop diamonds are stars on my wrist don't believe me then Watch
No one is taking my spot you'll never make what I make it don't matter the job
Sitting & still at the top, sky ain't the limit so far up I'm chilling with god
Everywhere I go now I'm the subject, feel so great when you came up from nothing
Chasing money I'll be always running, Jewelry heavy got a nigga stumbling
I swear better things are always coming, Life is moving fast I'm still adjusting
Talk behind my back I never trust em, only leave the house when it's productive
I treat my gang like they my fucking cousins join around the table like discussions
Free the guys who's in the pin for hustling turn your back and then there's repercussions
We like the hornets cuz we keep it buzzing Charlotte feeling killing niggas hustling
Triple K these people are corrupted we bussing back there isn't no discussions
And I put Patek on my arms yeah I threw Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms yeah I had to ice out my arms Philippe
I threw Patek on my arms yeah I put Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms And I wanna ball
But they wanna call police
Who heard of Douley Productions? He blowing up volcanic eruption
I did not come here for nothing I'm giving heat like an oven
Your shawty see me yeah she blushing, She coming to me yeah she crushing
We had a little discussion, she telling me how she disgusting
Douley Productions is handsome, promote me call it propaganda
I'm wilding out with the cannon
I am a king I'm a panther
To get to the bag they telling me, that my grind is a felony
Why all I'm sensing is jealousy, why so much negative chemistry
Why can't they bop to the melody
(And let me be)I'm up in the kitchen, I'm counting that chicken, I'm whipping I'm flipping
I'm saucy I'm dripping
Chasing the bag, you know that's my mission, I phase through the negative people like Vision
Up on the block you will see niggas capping, Do not get caught lacking, two shots in Your back end
Gotta stay quiet can't tell em what happen (Shhhh)
Niggas will merc you with zero compassion
Cause I put Patek on my arm yeah, I put Patek on my arm Philippe
I got the ice on my arm yeah, I got the ice on my arm Philippe
I put Patek on my arm yeah, I put Patek on my arm Philippe
I got the ice on my arm
And I wanna ball, but they wanna I-
I treat my gang like they my fucking cousins join around the table like discussions
Free the guys who's in the pin for hustling turn your back and then there's repercussions
We like the hornets cuz we keep it buzzing Charlotte feeling killing niggas hustling
Triple K these people are corrupted we bussing back there isn't no discussions
And I put Patek on my arms yeah I threw Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms yeah I had to ice out my arms Philippe
I threw Patek on my arms yeah I put Patek on my arms Philippe
I had to ice out my arms And I wanna ball
But they wanna call police
(Douley on the track It's a better flow)

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