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Black Dave

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I'm taking lil shawty back to back room now she taking her clothes
I commit suicide on my doors now go a 100 I pull off
Smoke me a wood, pour me some lean in an hour I be dozed off (Yea)
She said I'm said I'm the man of her dreams 
But I know that bitch chatting she on one yea

These niggas dont like me still come to the party
I really don't want any problems in here
We said that we brothers for life, I gave you my all thought you would always be here (Always be here)
Quarantine got me leveled up, got my bands up I'm having a helluva year (Helluva year)
They tried to leave me in the back and move on without me
But bitch I ain't staying in there (Ain't staying in there)
Now I can shop at the Louie remember my momma was getting me clothes at the Sears (Clothes at the Sears)
Blacks still fight for equality because in America they still don't be treating us right (Treating us right)
Got caught up in a couple racist situations them white people don't wanna fight 
(Yea, ya, ya)
I hate them niggas who be hating and do it for no reason that shit just be all out of spite

Reorganizing my circle feel like a puzzle, having flashbacks when I was a kid
These schools always swear they teaching something
The streets and the OGs taught me how to live (How to live)
Ima nigga who be giving second chances I hope you know I don't forget I forgive
(I forgive)
These niggas be crying bout bitches these niggas some babies 
So I go ahead and pass em a bib (Pass em a bib)

Yea, you thought I was done talking my shit huh (Yea, ya, ya)
Yea, ya, ya, ya

F*ck it, ima real nigga even if Simon says you know I won't tell
I know you was saved by the bell
F*ck all the ops you know I be wishing em hell
I ain't freeing that nigga on bail
Rot in yo cell
If he get out he leaving a trail
Hollow shells at ya head faster than jet, good day I'm wishing you well

Rewind back I was a kid
They said I was good those niggas ain't catch me 
Fucking bitches as a kid
Anya knows swear she knows that I got it
My old bitches having fits
Cause I just don't be giving a f*ck bout they problems
In the hallways we was lit
But I'm still lit if we ain't got no problems

Driving around with them tints, pass me the ball I feel like Lebron at the rim 
(Lebron at the rim)
Claim that you gang you don't swim, I hang them sharks we not regular over here
Every man and women bleed the same so tell me who the f*ck I gotta fear (I gotta fear)
A nigga I thought was my brother, showed me his color turned his back on me this year
But I ain't here crying tears
He scared of them headlights like he a deer (Like he a deer)
Got control of my life I got the wheel
I put me a Steph Curry in the clip
And I'm shooting like Curry (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Been in some raids so you don't gotta worry 
Been through the worst so I'm not in a hurry
All this money come in like a flurry
Don't hang around me if your hands don't get dirty

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