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Deion Worthy
by Aye-Teen
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Too long playing in the back
I'm too humble nigga
Mulan ready to adapt
We can rumble nigga
Bring in competition I ain't slipping
Never lack nigga
Burned composition, my penmanship it resembles driftin
I think I'm showing symptoms
Cash withdrawal the bank got a real shitty limit
Chasing money no time for me to chase these bitches
Unless she know what she want
I like my women up front
No time for games if we kick it we fuck
My phone buzzing
She know I leave when I nut
No hard feelings these are hard dealings
Snakes waiting for chances to aim at your cap and start peeling
Gotta mention the rats
Man you already know that they all squealin
Maneuver clever gotta act like your pockets is all feathers
They be sniffing out the cheddar but they wont write out a letter
Think the condition's pleather
All fake all fraud
Telling lies to obtain broads
Meanwhile I'm stacking chips to obtain cars
Boy that chain hard
What's it worth
If it ain't a house then I move on
Real estate on my mind the will to get bread strong
So it's time to go ape shit like my name was wukong
Bang gongs in this bitch
Shang Tsung's in this Shit
Wait hold up son Liu Kang's bringing calm to this shit
Plan dead nigga but at least I'm applauding your quip
One uppercut got you seeing stars in this bitch
Too long playing in the back
Step in front of niggas
Cruise gone no I cant relax
I be working nigga
You know this shit ain't easy but my momma didn't raise a bitch
She told me shit on niggas and you know that I ain't let up since
You know I'm always grinning and winning
I feel like prime time
Seems like the longer I'm spitting
I turn to fine wine
Busting out hunnids and fifties
Think imma bag a dime
Shoutout Freddie
Fettuccine
I need my cheese every time
Too long playing in the back
Step in front of niggas
Cruise gone no I cant relax
I be working nigga
You know this shit ain't easy but my momma didn't raise a bitch
She told me shit on niggas and you know that I ain't let up since
You know I'm always grinning and winning
I feel like prime time
Seems like the longer I'm spitting
I turn to fine wine
Busting out hunnids and fifties
Think imma bag a dime
Shoutout Freddie
Fettuccine
I need my cheese every time
Too long playing in the back
I'm too humble nigga
Mulan ready to adapt
We can rumble nigga
Bring in competition I ain't slipping
Never lack nigga
Burned composition, my penmanship it resembles driftin
I think I'm showing symptoms
Cash withdrawal the bank got a real shitty limit
Chasing money no time for me to chase these bitches
Unless she know what she want
I like my women up front
No time for games if we kick it we fuck
My phone buzzing
She know I leave when I nut
No hard feelings these are hard dealings
Snakes waiting for chances to aim at your cap and start peeling
Gotta mention the rats
Man you already know that they all squealin
Maneuver clever gotta act like your pockets is all feathers
They be sniffing out the cheddar but they wont write out a letter
Think the condition's pleather
All fake all fraud
Telling lies to obtain broads
Meanwhile I'm stacking chips to obtain cars
Boy that chain hard
What's it worth
If it ain't a house then I move on
Real estate on my mind the will to get bread strong
So it's time to go ape shit like my name was wukong
Bang gongs in this bitch
Shang Tsung's in this Shit
Wait hold up son Liu Kang's bringing calm to this shit
Plan dead nigga but at least I'm applauding your quip
One uppercut got you seeing stars in this bitch
Too long playing in the back
Step in front of niggas
Cruise gone no I cant relax
I be working nigga
You know this shit ain't easy but my momma didn't raise a bitch
She told me shit on niggas and you know that I ain't let up since
You know I'm always grinning and winning
I feel like prime time
Seems like the longer I'm spitting
I turn to fine wine
Busting out hunnids and fifties
Think imma bag a dime
Shoutout Freddie
Fettuccine
I need my cheese every time
Too long playing in the back
Step in front of niggas
Cruise gone no I cant relax
I be working nigga
You know this shit ain't easy but my momma didn't raise a bitch
She told me shit on niggas and you know that I ain't let up since
You know I'm always grinning and winning
I feel like prime time
Seems like the longer I'm spitting
I turn to fine wine
Busting out hunnids and fifties
Think imma bag a dime
Shoutout Freddie
Fettuccine
I need my cheese every time
