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c-dot 416 – provoked lyrics

[intro]
c+dot
haven’t heard that sh+t in a while

[verse]
c+dot’s a fake
c+dot’s a snitch
c+dot’s a snake, yeah
c+dot can’t spit
c+dot can’t rap
c+dot should quit, yeah
f+ck that gossip, yeah i swear to god that he is a b+tch
go f+ck yourself, lil’ kid god+mn you’re just as sh+t
c+dot’s the man the myth the legend
c+dot’s the one that knows
c+dot’s got dough, them b+tches and liquor
c+dot’s the one that goes
ah, up in the 6 in my walls
down in the 7 with hoes
all of these people around, some are them friends and some are them foes
nah, nah
all of these haters got b+tches that suck on my d+ck
and they watch as she goes down
on that avenue, when i’m with my crew
drinkin’ beer and smokin’ dope
i got my head to the streets and i hail the beef
don’t make me go destroy the town
if you f+ck with me, then i f+ck with you
that’s murder that he wrote
[?] my throat
nah, nah, nah, nah
my voice don’t choke
please don’t provoke, blow you up like smoke
i don’t steal flows, i make em’ on my own
like b+tches i know [?] about to blow
used to be broke, but now i got dough
and giving no loans, that begging gotta go
i could do blow, get drunk, get high
cause right now i got a lot up in my mind
but i’ma stay sober, spittin’ these k!ller rounds
while they do coca, sniffin’ these k!ller lines
a 100 a show, 250 a feature
i’m up on stage, they out in the bleachers
i’ma stay sober spittin’ these k!ller rounds
while they do coca, sniffin’ these k!ller lines
i’m from toronto where kids live in caskets
you from the rich suburbs up in the mansions
yeah i blew up for a bit after precipice
all of them hate and it did me no damages
thank you for bumpin’ the kid, but hatin’ the kid?
really that sh+t was hilarious
thank you for lovin’ the kid but not knowing the kid
really that sh+t was hilarious
love to flex on my haters, watch em’ stare
don’t do rap beef cause i don’t really care
murder any artist from around here
all of the rappers and me just don’t compare
all friends they snake, yeah they itching my hair
music is fake, droppin’ hits on them now
you ain’t on my level so just disappear
they just want clout so they diss on me now
[outro]
used to support when i was on the ground
didn’t keep faith, so i flipped on them now, yeah
and now that i’m up they mad
cause they didn’t stick around

- c dot 416 lyrics

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