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don hardrisk - mayday mayday lyrics

[verse 1: don hardrisk]
it’s mayday, its mayday
and i’m about to crash
look up in the sky, it’s a bird or is it a plane
nah, it’s just me and i’m coming back from the grave
nah it’s just me and i’m coming back for my plate
from the african continent i be kamikaze
crash my plane through your wall and prove i’m from the kasi
n-ggas strip off, tryna drink that smirnoff
it’s a hot stove, n-ggas cooking iceb-lls
sell it to the highest bidder i be auctioning
rats still rat now the cops the be question
selling intels, another form of hustling
homies popping pills bruh, welcome to the agony

[chorus: don hardrisk]
tryna work in mud and sh-t (tryna work in mud and sh-t)
making that paper in f-cking dirt
i be grinding since i was seventeen
trouble is the way bruh
making my way to f-cking pray
bible pages turn gray
money clippers in my hay
i be shouting mayday
every single day is a souffleur

[verse 2: don hardrisk]
prayers, layers after layers
she was on the radar
target practice missed her
shoot her with a missile
now she moving sea-side
yeah she’s a hoe, money she got flaws
always on the go, and i chase her with my glock
and i’m back, in my home, everytime my cellphone roams
my homie, 25, in the day, yeah he lost his life
i was on hustle mode, crashing through the parking lot
ain’t n0body talking sh-t, tryna bring a wave of loo
i bring gifts like santa claus
twelve years and i’m still a flop
do it back and, i see you from afar, i shoot
pull me back in it, aiming so high i’m just reckoning
reckoning, fighting battles my wife she’s cooking it
eating my own words, add to my soup and i meant it, sh-t

- don hardrisk lyrics

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