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dc the don – 3am freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yeah
ayy, this is a trademark produ-

[verse]
boy, you toast if you act scarred in this b-tch
turn your block to a grave yard in this b-tch
all my n-gg-s tote ar’s in this b-tch
ain’t no games we don’t play cards in this b-tch
i might flip and go awol in this b-tch
never fold and i stay tall in this b-tch
remember when i still play ball in this b-tch
i’m the 6’7, chris paul in this b-tch
alley oop then i slam dunk in that b-tch
i don’t want her, please have fun with your b-tch
don’t be silent boy, say some in this b-tch
cause diploma won’t get none in this b-tch
i ain’t hungry i went hard for this sh-t
mama told me you’ll go far with this sh-t
never switch up and take off with this sh-t
just remember to thank god for this sh-t
ok, right when i need that i need you
when i turn around, the one was dirk suffer in you
i don’t ever want to see you
down and out i payed to fix you
i don’t ever want to let you down, i don’t ever want to let you
now they can’t say sh-t while we up, yeah
f-ck em they weren’t there when we was stuck, yeah
you said all my diamonds in the dump, yeah
no believers you say try your luck, yeah
i try to help you won’t let me
you was gone who gon’ catch me
that’s why i’m living so edgy
my life repeating a death scene
i told her it can get messy
cause i could barely love myself, yeah
i could barely trust myself, yeah
battle scars all i felt, yeah
oh b-tch bad she wanna f-ck with a n-gg-
i’m riding round i’m in her city to city
no kappa meeting, i’m the new diggy simmons
my mamma miss me said i’m acting too busy
i’m sorry mamma i love chasing these digits
i promise coco when i’m home we goin hit it
and f-ck your job i’m doing good you could quit it
and f-ck these n-gg-s they on nothing i’m trippin’
and f-ck these hoes they want the clout they all diggin’
they leeching on me they just feen for attention
i’m counting guala out the d’s in the kitchen
i’m enchilada i got cheese yeah i’m drippin’
i’m eddie kane the way i’m cracking these n-gg-s
wanna bang cause i’m the captain lil’ n-gg-
i make it seem like michael jackson lil’ n-gg-
i’m in the leagues and f-ck your trapping lil’ n-gg- like yeah
you got bad habits baby i got bad ones too
like a crack addict i will throw my life for you
this is mathematics baby let’s add me with you
i’m a lone wolf now i been out to bat with you
better show me love when you see me, mascot
she just mixed her molly’s with her perky’s they are extra
they don’t want to see me score an a+ on my test, yeah
heating up milwaukee i’m applying all the pressure
when i’m riding round b-tch i’m cruising in a tesla
baby i’m not dc from ‘09 you getting less love
that b-tch still won’t f-ck with me cause she know that i’m next up
i say give me toppy till it’s sloppy make a mess yeah
riding round with a vest yeah, riding round with a tech
riding round with a vest yeah, riding round with a tech
n-gg-s they, n-gg-s they aiming straight for my neck
n-gg-s they aiming straight for my head
n-gg-s they aiming straight for my life
n-gg-s they tryna take what i made
n-gg-s they tryna take what i built up from that bottom but i ain’t going out like that
yes i know i’m blessed yeah, od
feeling like the devil crawling on me
i’m still hallucinating my dreams
starting to think there’s something wrong with me

[bridge]
and i can’t go out nowhere alone because i
made a name for myself yeah i did it
made a name for myself yeah i did it with n-body else (no)
n-body else (help)
it was just me you me you

[outro]
oh b-tch bad she wanna f-ck with a n-gg-
i’m riding round i’m in her city to city
yeah yeah i don’t wanna love myself
yeah yeah i could barely love myself
yeah i could barely trust myself
yeah i could barely love myself, yeah

- dc the don lyrics

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