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adonte fontane - song 4 u lyrics

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[sample: dubee]
and every piece of dough the b+tch touch, i got it

[verse 1: adonte fontane]
they say benzes roll, beemers jet, and caddy’s keep on dippin
well i must be tripping
i’m in an old school pie flipping
selling em high jipping
tending to my pimping

i get up, like focus my mind, i can’t hiccup
i got patnas from grade school, like playdo, they tried to switch up
mama told me from the jump them n+ggas wasn’t authentic
why do i call em folks when they never they brothas keeper

i got problems, take it out a port’ and a crush
my folks try to solve em like diagnostic on trucks
and my b+tch mad at me, ain’t tryna let me f+ck
cus i got too much going on, i ain’t tryna open up

these b+tches pull in t++th tryna get me to open up
while these bullets fly like flies, sometimes i ain’t tryna duck
n+ggas playing goose, get loose with one touch
i guess i’ve gotten used with this feeling in my gut n+gga

[sampled chorus: joni mitchel]
there is a song for you
underneath the skin
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you

[verse 2: young gully]
i’m where the agony and drama hit
see crossfire try to aim at me, then b+tch you gotta miss
animal inside a little n+gga, a hippopotamus
how these boy joking with i, when they ain’t got no chips

skies all blue for the kid like i’m on the block with crips
knock everything that i am, still you can’t knock this gift
first they diss a n+gga, then they try to sound like me
but no matter what they doing, they don’t put it down like me, naw

he ain’t ill enough to sneak up
when problems haunt the city, he ain’t real enough to speak up’
tryna play me too close, thinking you gone keep up
if you ain’t gone go for the k!ll, then put the beef up

how they still lookin at me like i’m tryna keep up
all these harsh wounds i withstand, boy i got deep cuts
never let a plottin ass n+gga see what he touch
always want me to peep they moves, n+gga peep what? gully

[sampled chorus: joni mitchel]
there is a song for you
underneath the skin
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you

[verse 2: mistah f.a.b]
got my game from my brother, andre hicks
pimp slash rap, off of rap or its off a b+tch
adonte, on madres man this sh+t hit
tel me it ain’t the same without jack, but we keep it lit

bricks on top of bricks, pouring out that activist
r+i+p to both o my brothers, they mob africans
bay boys movin mean, yup, like an angry coach
all up in your house cousin, like a hungry roach

dipped in b+tter, you know i stay saucy
h+lla expensive, don’t ask what it cost me
run it back like gaddafi, flying packs through the coffee
uh, broke b+tch get off me

“a+1” since day one, all i do is checks and paystubs
real mob n+gga, no p+ssy like a g+y club
run and tell that to the b+tch
this a song for my n+gga andre hicks

[sampled chorus: joni mitchel]
there is a song for you
underneath the skin
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you

[sampled chorus: joni mitchel]
there is a song for you
underneath the skin
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you
there is a song for you



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