Jeep Pt. 2 X Phat3
Lil' Devin
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Kno about it I creep Up to something bout money Done up to my head from my feet This shit run deep Scuffing my sneak from these plays I run down from pa to the D Sewed up the streets I'm getting fresher than ever Designer all that speak And I'm off the east And ima keep throwing it up til I'm 6 feet up under the street Dragging my sweet I'm smoking tree you can't get I done burned on at least a qp Acting like we Ain't never had nothing my nigga but that's exactly what it be Fucking these freaks And ion know why cause er time I nut I just get up and leave Bags in the seat And I need er one them bitches sold for the end of the week Got it for cheap So ain't t no rush on the numbers my plug right across the street Locked in with g's They got my numbers so tight I be counting it up in my sleep Packing the piece Cause niggas be hating out here I be damn if I be on tv If it ain't about hitting the Forbes and swanging these doors and I can show you how to get money I can show you how to get money Hunnits I can show you how to come through with the doors off I can show you how come through getting throwed off Getting loads off Yeah Right back in the streets I gotta practice my preaching And stack to the ceiling On accurate feelings My status appealing I'm adamant Realler than rapping ass niggas My backpack got pills and a lot a good deals in it I'm out the trill where young niggas get killed for this Tighten up stiffen it Cause niggas really get grown bout my bus•I•ness Know what for this I put a lot of real sweat and a lot of real tears in this F*ck all my enemies They do can not feel me I'm soul body spirit 4 doe body tipper Straight up on a mission Yeah I whip this up in the trenches Told plugs they can miss me Walked off and ain't go hiding or missing I'm Fly then a bitch If you follow pictures you prolly been biting my style for a minute Jump Down and start getting it Got up outta prison Put up on some spinach And got me some chicken Still tryna forget shit I did just to get it No proud of decisions But time is of essence My grind getting tested My mind getting restless My time is up next Bitch I'm piling up extra Not tryna get settled Na I gotta put it together Na I gotta this shit here gone last forever Do well under pressure Yo type is not welcome I fight for the belt and not know to do lesser I might be real special I might be the devil But this what you wanted from me I could tell it I looked in yo eyes and seen jealousy Seen all the lies you was telling me Hate I'm getting higher and bettering Hate I'm just fly as a feather Get mine whenever Hate it's bout time to level Hate I'm suppling the medical Buying the better shit Keep jumping dine ahead of shit This for my rounds, my niggas my essays Tell a lil puta callete She like how I dress say You Talk bout some bands my listen I chalk up the plan I get it Playing with a ticket Hoe I'm playing with a ticket Playing with a ticket Playing with a ticket I can show you how to get money I can show you how to get money Hunnits I can show you how to come through with the doors off I can show you how come through getting throwed off Getting loads off Yeah
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