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dev the follower - mist lyrics

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[intro]

through the mist, i never turn my back
because you never know who’s got a knife and who’s got a strap
i can’t trust a single soul and that is a fact
somebody you think you know is gonna try to take yo -ss

[verse 1]

got my permit, is it worth it to flood the streets like a current?
popping shots like in the service, are you nervous?

that i’m taking shots of bourbon, sight has worsened but i never miss
memory of a death is something you don’t want to reminisce

it’s just how it is; you cannot get out of it
focus on the paycheck, don’t worry ‘bout running out of bricks
someone please tell this b-tch to come get up out my crib
i’m only 20, i’m not tryna have no wife and kids

mind’s set, mentally focused like doing high reps
flashy wrist, when the diamonds dancing on my rolex
making more money than my teachers that don’t get no checks
define flex when i’m bustin’ bars on bowflex

so i heard you sent a warrant for my head, is it true?
do you want me dead? or you just doing it for the loot?
i do what i want, stop tryna tell me what to do
all you want is failure, so what the f-ck does it mean to you?

[interlude]

(what’s it mean to you?)[x4]

hahaha, y’all thought i was playing, huh? y’all should start taking me serious…

[verse 2]

through the mist, you know that i can’t see sh-t
bet i hit, every time i fire off a hollow tip
drop the stick, take this lick, l’s are given out as gifts
when i shoot i do not miss, i score; i do not need -ssist

dev relax, kick it back, i’m just kidding, bring it back!
i am given heart attacks to pr-cks that say i shouldn’t rap
.40 mag, click-clack, blah! then i smoke his sorry -ss
for the sh-t talking, heads knockin’ when i peel their caps back
shot right to your chest, 9 millimeter makes you back track
the facts that, i’m packing straps and i own half of nasdaq
insomniac sure makes whack, 6 hours, don’t get half of that
i am working harder, so how can you get mad at that?



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