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dp7 - all in lyrics

kamikaze in this b+tch i might jus self destruct
losing ma n+ggas through all the
action hollow tips duck
shots are flying alladin surpassing who asking
im gaining this traction
smoking
any n+gga call it subtraction
told ma mama i made it
yk i had to say it
bent the game outta shape jus so i could save it
confiscate it
recreate it
n+ggas can’t take
im facin these drugs while creating
doing favors making crators in your head wit krabers for this paper
catch fade not talkin taper
send your spirit to the mediator
requesting a body scr+per
send yo ass back to yo maker
hater
take a break
tired of n+ggas tryna play cool when they all fake
just to make sure i put a holе in his god dam face
left a n+gga parapelic wit mеtal plates
jus like ma nigha rocco from way back in the day
i guess he was real in physical way
n+gga trifling with the hollow tips i make it spray
taking time to perfect it not f+cking minute maid
i get lonely but the vicodin is here to stay
the pain i expose
yeathey dont kno what to say
jus wanna to let u know
im losing my brain
no longer sane
a villian wit evil intention coarsing thru my veins
im sellin body parts for auction mentally talking subconciously sobbin
i shouldn’t b causin havoc so often
u ever invested and put your all in
chasing the prize till u crawling
beating yourself up till ur f+cking bawling
yea thats what i thought
not a single idea bout the battles i don fought
you say a lot but amount to nothing like dirty cop
u think u runnin sh+t behind the scenes im making calls
im going to the top
competition declining
im wyling
n+ggas been p+ssy
yea im on ma own island
makin money gotta feed mine
im trying
100 meter dash in this b+tch im striding
u showed me the light now its time to shine
no foreshadow u wack hoe an ass ho
in the flesh sneak into yo b+tches crest
she say she f+ck wit a god
ha now she feelin bless
i get a play, and i’m stacking, this sh+t is a f+cking habit
i’ll touch a million before i’m thirty, bet i’ll make sh+t happen
brought my b+tch a benz, if she want it she can have it
ian gotta flex like ian out here, n+ggas living lavish
n+ggas want the fame and a chance to try and grab it
what about them n+ggas that grinded so they can make sh+t happen
i’m tryna grind and i’m going hard so i can make it pass em
no competition, it’s jus business, i been money stacking
been running the game, i’m up next and ian forcing sh+t
jus give me the ball, ima shoot, on my mike jordan sh+t
sipping on codeine, pour it up it’s f+cking up my system
tryna solve all my problems, but these pills they ain’t solving sh+t
keep my grass cut so them snakes will never catch me slipping
up the pole and blast him back if he try to catch me slipping
if he tryna run, ima hawk em down, cause i handle business
gotta keep one in the head, i’ll blow him back and off the witness
never wanted the fame, all i wanted was change
got my n+ggas out the mud, used to trap in the rain
touched a bag and changed my style, now i shop anyday
do this sh+t for all my n+ggas that are down in the grave
i got nothing 2 lose, but they know i’m self made
went from working 9 to 5 and now i’m going backstage
onna come up from the trenches, show my mama i made it
went from rapping in the bas+m+nt, now i’m rapping on stage

- dp7 lyrics

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