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dvo (rapper) - streets talkin’ lyrics

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(intro)
i make different moves. i never been to predictable. i never followed rules, but i treat my lit like it’s biblical. i’ve been in situations that make me question how really you? you don’t know your maximum can’t compete with my minimum it’s pitiful, the way they compare me individuals who i k!lled with interval,, breaking em’ down with syllables. i put my all this sh+t that only took half of me. will you blast for me or was that love sh+t just blasphemy?

(verse 1)
i’ve been moving it’s snowing ain’t talking abominable
they know i still got the foot work i work through obstacles faster than tmz put out a article, they say the kid unstoppable who knows if i’m a g+nius, but they always post my audio. a cup of that syrup prescribed by doctors notes im f+cking up this game ain’t talking conjugal. the grade of weed that i’m smoking a make the honor roll

(yeah, ight)

my tendencies are different. i had to lose it and make it back off of making packs. only reason i stayed in tact cuz i know how to listen, when i’m a mole, these bars hitting like liston. i really feel like i’m gifted, but i’m still go hustle like the brokest. i just had to focus got magic no hocus+pocus they say that i’m goated came long way from local poet handling my business while distancing from opponents. this competition is over they know the motion they know im goat

(hook)
i make different moves. i never been to predictable. i never followed rules, but i treat my lit like it’s biblical. i’ve been in situations that make me question how really you? you don’t know your maximum can’t compete with my minimum is pitiful, the way they compare me individuals who i k!lled with no interval,, breaking em’ down with syllables. i put my all this sh+t that only took half of me. will you blast for me or was that love sh+t just blasphemy?

(verse 2)
i can, show that boy that he don’t mean sh+t. cherry red the lambo i’m pushing lightning mcqueen b+tch, change him my boy a patch em up he like a seamstress, don’t ever think you safe the red lights always turning green b+tch, i mean it. the only time we fall, summer gotta be the reason, i stay away from rats cause’ i’m protecting where the cheese is. if he can’t stand me then he better take a knee quick. i’m f+cking up this game i give a deep d+ck. we don did dat street sh+t, now we need financial freedom goals gotta be rich quick, cause’ babies gotta eat b+tch, so dvo gotta feed sh+t momma not gon’ reap this. my phone make every call i still ain’t heard nun from jesus & pepe this i’m still the hottest whenever i speak b+tch. i gave y’all ample time to try to find my weakness, i’m deep b+tch, my bars go hut, yo side just like oblique lift. i got pride up in my selfies of the rap was trying to be rich

(outro)
i make different moves. i never been to predictable. i never followed rules, but i treat my lit like it’s biblical. i’ve been in situations that make me question how really you? you don’t know your maximum can’t compete with my minimum is pitiful, the way they compare me individuals who i k!lled with no interval, k!lling em’ with the syllables. i put my all this sh+t that only took half of me. will you blast for me or was that love sh+t just

- dvo rapper lyrics

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