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devy shh - empyre roses freestyle lyrics

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(intro)
yeah yeah yeah whatever
yeah

(chorus)
these n-ggas lying , lil n-gga i hate you
of course you switch up on the one that made you
it ain’t a milli , can’t sign to a label
n-ggas be broke , pocket watching like cable
act like a hoe and this money can’t save you
n-ggas be fools , i ain’t talking no april
say you got racks , put it all on the table
i do not cap , cus my religion stay true

(verse)
designer my bag , b-tch that’s empyre roses
i gotta flex , you act like you don’t know this
feel like i’m sosa , i’m finally rolling
straight to the top , if you ask where i’m going
new sh-t , put in work and now these girls be hoeing
don’t b-tton my shirt , cus i’m leaving it open
i don’t rock no raf , and i don’t rock rick owen
i got my own swag and it cannot be stolen
i gotta new b-tch and she cannot be took
i swear she fell in love , when i gave her that look
got this money stacking , pages in a book
bad b-tches , got these lil n-ggas shook
and these bottles on bottles , but i do not drink
you riding my wave , but your ship is gone sink
i stay in my lane , need a bentley , no jeep
she gone suck me , i f-ck if the p-ssy is pink
you say that you know me , i know that you don’t
you a shooter like kobe , i know that you won’t
you capping like 59fifty
i go ghost when i hop in a bentley (skrr)
ohhh , you the goat but yo pockets is empty
my shirt dope but i mixed it with fendi
you want smoke , we pull up with a 50
you talk out ya throat , let it pop in a jiffy
like why do you n-ggas keep faking me out ?
cop me a pack and i’m breaking it down
n-ggas is p-ssy , ain’t making a sound
like shh , its devy baby
i be chasing that money , i’m very crazy
then i roll up some earth , got me levitating
i told you that devy is devastating
when i’m gone , they gone be celebrating , yeah
blue dream inna blunt , ima face it
girl i know that you nervous , you shaking
she said she want d-ck , let her taste it
girl i know that you nervous , you shaking
the finest of fabrics , you know i’m giuseppe stepping with yo b-tch (yah , yah)
diamonds they flash heroic , this barry allen on my wrist (yah , yah)
i’m trynna bag me a quater mill
she touch my watch , see how water feel
and she want my name on her chest (yeah)
cus she know that i’m the best (yeah)
and all these n-ggas gone cap
and i ain’t talking mitch-ll ness (yeah)
all these n-ggas gone cap (yeah)
and i ain’t talking mitch-ll ness (aye)

(chorus)
these n-ggas lying , lil n-gga i hate you
of course you switch up on the one that made you
it ain’t a milli , can’t sign to a label
n-ggas be broke , pocket watching like cable
act like a hoe and this money can’t save you
n-ggas be fools , i ain’t talking no april
say you got racks , put it all on the table
i do not cap , cus my religion stay true

(outro)
yeah yeah yeah whatever



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