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don q - lil bitch lyrics

[verse 1]
don’t ever doubt me
this rap sh-t would probably be dead without me
i know that you heard and you read about me
i bet you regret what you said about me
lil’ b-tch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
made it this far so you gotta’ love it
from the gutter, yeah, the bottom of it
[enviroment?], and i’m a product of it
pockets flooded with a lot of hundreds
got a lot of youngins’ that’ll body somethin’
and my body covered with a lotta’ tatts’
went broke and i got it back
i had to get up and get it
they told me i never hustled
man, how is that?
we started off movin’ them powder packs
he came for c-ke, but we giving him flower back (ha)
just look at what i influenced
i’m teaching you game, just come be a student
they lovin’ what i’m pursuing, if you don’t get rich, then [?] was proving
i keep a gun for intruders
they k!lled my homie, my summer was ruined
you see the numbers improving
you cannot humble the movement (nah)

[bridge]
lil’ b-tch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i toss grams in my off hand
runnin’ and duckin’ the law vans
now it’s tour plans for my core fans
i never had no support, i was just forced to do what a boss can
i put a hit on you, hitta’ pop a bottle, he’ll be dead before the cork land

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch (yeah, yeah)
i spent ten-thou’ for the ‘fit
i spent two-thou’ for the kicks (on the what?)
i spent zero dollars on your b-tch, n-gg-!
lil’ b-tch (yeah, yeah)
that’s ten-thou’ on the ‘fit
that’s two-thou’ on the kicks
and that’s zero dollars on your b-tch, n-gg-!

[verse 2]
i got to my shows and they swarmin’ it
bad b-tches at my performances (performances)
can’t get momma’ a crib, what’s the point of it?
they see pointers on my wrist and they point at it
i bet they listen
look at the odds that was bet against him (bet against him)
all of this hunger and better than him, back when they wasn’t givin’ me recognition
i mastered rappin’ and perfected pimpin’
got a bunch of karats and my necklace drippin’
i never practiced a real religion, but whenever you see me i step in christians’ (yeah, yeah)
andy pett-te when i pitch
barry bonds with the hits (lil’ b-tch)
you wanna’ see magic happen, i go harry potter with the stick
trust me you make it as far as we did
i’m telling you takin’ losses can exist (can exist)
they couldn’t say i forced it, they was makin’ offers, then my name was callin’ on the list
i waited patient on it ’til i seen them labels start debatin’ on it, then i blitzed
i walked through the fire, the smoke and the mist
it’s about talent, they noticed the gift
lil’ b-tch!
i’m way too compet-tive, come for my spot that’s a negative
i hopped in the drop and i fled in it
cops on the watch ’cause they think i’m a predicate
tinted van parked on the block (where?)
in front of the spot, yeah, i smell a fed in it (a fed)
i got a few packs, i ain’t finish it
they rush up in it, i’m flushing what’s left of it

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch (yeah, yeah)
i spent ten-thou’ on the ‘fit
i spent two-thou’ for the kicks
i spent zero dollars on your b-tch, n-gg-!
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
that’s ten-thou’ on the…
that’s two-thou’ for the…
and that’s zero dollars on your b-tch, n-gg-!

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