f3nix - want me dead lyrics
(uh, all these people want me dead)
(all these people want me dead)
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat, uh
i’m on a jet like that, ight
i be fly as h+ll, i didn’t mean to make a joke
and i ain’t never had no debt like that, ight
payin’ all my bills, and i’ma buy me a new coat
give a f+ck ’bout what you claim, or what you say, or what you do
ain’t likin’ how you talk, you better switch the words you use
not likin’ all that chit+chat
and this+that, it’s through
i’m takin’ out your brother
i know stupid comes in two
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat (ay, ay)
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat
i be makin’ all these bands, 50k at least
24 hours, do that 7 days a week
when you out here movin’ bread
quit actin’ like you weak
show us how you move, ’cause all that talk is h+lla cheap
like f+ck what you say, f+ck what you heard
you be actin’ lazy, always claimin’ that you work
you got it out the clean
you got it out the good
how you leave me strugglin’ and rollin’ in the dirt?
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat (ay, ay)
all these people want me dead
told ’em, slow down
make the wrong move, then my team is on the go
like why the f+ck you on my head?
told ’em, move ’round
could be makin’ money, but you worried ’bout my throat
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