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deuce morello - my boy (remix) lyrics

my boy – deuce morello
my boy
my boy
yeah
yeah
my boy

my squad is full of educators, they be marking, i be p-ssing
lately i’m a prouder g, ’cause my whole life i’m prodigy
i’m never known for giving in, i’m not one for confessing
nike head to toe, i’m tryna show them my supremacy
like ohh d-mn, b-tch ain’t stressing me
she open sesame
we do no censory
she love my energy, that sh-t she’ll never see. n-ggas hit the forex when they know they cannot buy the beat
they might need a dentist, how these n-ggas always biting me

never dared to lose my life to cupid’s little arrow
my tongue is twisted, everything is just coincidental
let the screws loose, how you might just lose your mental
i cannot say i’m living happy, but i’m living better
we got the vision, now we’re bout to get the city lit
make promoters holla, ask about who the kid. yeah b-tch, i’m the maftown ludacris
i just gotta rap better, maybe lose a b-tch
ask me how i’m doing, tell you i ain’t new to this. took four steps now i’m back like lazarus
i’m schooling n-ggas, funny how they ain’t got bursaries
you cannot murder me, you’re dealing with an arsonist
don’t sip bacardi, on some other sh-t
n-ggas good at lies, they always hit you with some promises
i brush it off, i polish it
don’t f-ck witchu, acknowledge it
i know you’re only tryna diss, so please don’t come into my stu and beef me while i’m watching it

super sayan, when i body bagged i bagged the body, boy
223, when you take a step, you take it back to back
plug switching, fronting wih the scissors, so i cut your back
know i never slack, please don’t ever treat me like a snack
i just need to go attack, increase my city on the map
ke lefika, that’s a fact (-2)

i’m just tryna get the bag and pay my momma’s bills
’cause she’s the one that didn’t give up when a youngin’ still, tryna find himself, smoke a lot, losing health
they always tell me with this dank i could’ve gained some wealth, and then i ask em, well n-gga, where’s your f-cken bag?
i don’t want advice, n-gga , i just want respect
so please don’t waste my time, i’m tryna get my wrist back
look at how i’m working, funny how i been slept. came up from the gutters, now you know that this a diss track
for every n-gga that’s been thinking that a n-gga went wack
i’m coming for the throne, sh-t on it and then i sit back
and if a n-gga f-ck it up, that’s a mishap
i don’t feel the need to make these n-ggas any offers
i just press repeat and let my music nail the coffins
get smart, pay attention, but you can’t afford it. talking like you getting money but it’s hyperbolic. you try to mimic, try to copy, but you’re not acknowledged
everybody knows that deuce be the one who started, flowing sh-t and flourishing, i know i’m sounding dumb and sh-t, but really i’m just promising, that i will never stop this sh-t
yeah

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