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drmaa kidd - "ego" lyrics

it’s in my nature, in my nature in my nature
i roll it up, then i spark a rolling paper
being great is in my nature, in my nature in my nature
it’s in my nature, in my, in my

verse 1
got me some fancy socks, got the smoothest pills that i could ever pop i’m smoking keeshijuana f-ck a cop
and this whiskey all be mine and you know that i won’t ever share a drop i need it to survive the pain so i don’t give a mother f-ck
mother nature is a player pimping every single body, and you think that you a savage but you really just a beat
mother f-cker don’t give a f-ck bout any single body, even vegans that are never eating meat, (sheesh)
i’d rather die then give up that slice of pie, the only thing around that keepin me alive
so you can suck my c-ck and b-lls behind the wall, anyway here’s wonder wall
just a young n-gga rippin in a acura, about to flip this beat like a spatula
i only leave on time no need to rush, unless i’m running from the cops with a gun to bust
ak in the back man that’s a must, and 8k on my vids got my follows up
but a n-gga he be tripping on the angel dust, like he smoking with a god in a pick up truck
just a young n-gga running with a gun to bust, i’m gonna keep on living till i’m out of luck
till a n-gga run up with the uzi pump, but i’ve been ready to die i don’t give a f-ck

chorus
god d-mn i’m stranger, ever since i landed down here in a crater
ain’t n0body understand that i’m a just greater, than all these basic -ss n-ggas f-ck a hater
being great is in my nature, it’s in my nature
in my nature, in my nature in my nature
i roll it up, then i spark a rolling paper
being great is in my nature, in my nature in my nature
it’s in my nature, in my, in my

verse 2
but when i rip it and k!ll it i put a heater on the beat, like the ones in my bulletproof beamer under the seats
the one with loudest of speaker in the out there on the streets, not in la but the leakers selling my sh-t for fees
it worry me like a tailing police, ill catch a charge for driving with my eyes chinese
i’m with a bad italian b-tch in the p-ssenger seat, she talking with her small hands about parmesan cheese
but we out on 4 and a half with a 4th in the back of the truck with the force and the legacy pack
all this corn in the h-rn bring monogamy back and the scorn in the morn is not worth the attack
big and the bad in the back of the trap they gon be mad cause security lack
if i’m seen then i know that i’m gonna get capped, catch a 44 round in the back of my -ss
the heat in my hand and the heart in my chest i’m k!llin my foes and avoiding arrest
creeping all night with that gas on my breath, and my beat is louder than an elephant’s step
neck like a towel is gonna get wrung, pics will be taken on stolen samsungs
ill be a message to all the hoodlums, don’t steal from the trap what have i done

- drmaa kidd lyrics

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