Dead Presidents (feat. Dave From The Grave)
Cee Mula
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I'm seeing dead, I need presidents I'm a brick boy original, been in my element Talk to the devil, but Heaven sent Niggas who wolf on the net be irrelevant Don't go to the trunk, not an elephant I'ma run this shit up like I just got a settlement Dark thoughts all in my brain, I need medicine I'm from a place where this shit can get treacherous Back door open, he green as a vegetable Nigga got stretched like he flexible Heard that he wrote him a statement, that shit unacceptable Had love for you, now I can't mess with you Third eye open, cause niggas be skeptical Niggas don't get the point like a decimal I'm handling business, professional Nigga wan play, he put up like a pedestal I'm feeling dark, I got red eyes Grave in my pocket, I'm talking to dead guys Chasing that paper, I see what's at stake, it's a ribeye He thought he seen me, I fled by Only f*ck with that bitch, if the head fire Say that I ain't at the bricks, bitch, I'm nearby Niggas be snitching, they giving out fed time Heard that they sleep on me, must be they bed time Blurred, walk in my trap, you a dead man walking Run out with a pack, you a dead man jogging Get the pack off, we do that often New iPhone, face card, my login Higher than a kite, I'm flyer than a jet Niggas dying over pussy, they ain't dying by respect Had to get that girl, she fine as it get and she got a good head on her minus the sex I done made at least a hundred K minus the sweat Wholesale, I ain't break it down, I ain't break a sweat I don't f*ck with the strip club, still make a mess I know I done paid for a lot of bitches breasts God bless me and I bless everybody else so guess what, that mean everybody blessed Better grind hard, nigga, if you care about yourself You a little boy, go and put some hair up on your chest I'm seeing dead, I need presidents I'm a brick boy original, been in my element Talk to the devil, but Heaven sent Niggas who wolf on the net be irrelevant Don't go to the trunk, not an elephant I'ma run this shit up like I just got a settlement Dark thoughts all in my brain, I need medicine I'm from a place where this shit can get treacherous
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Written by: Dave From The Grave, Cee Mula
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