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kit dh - depart freestyle lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
eh, eh
give me some time man
aight
going in

[verse]
i need the wings man, yeah not a wingman cuz
i ain’t gonna die (no), lookin’ up the ceilin’
mof+cka overdosin’ on that sh+t, man let him sleep in (ay)
mof+cka on the floor up in this b+tch, when that sh+t kick in (ay)
three ounces in my pocket, smoke it up and i’ma pass (and i’ma pass)
mof+cka sit me down, and he start talkin’ bout the past (nah)
you think you’d get attention, oh that’s why you showed up last
body checkin’ on your b+tch, man when you came ain’t nothin’ left (moah)

now what…

[break]
yeah
f+ck no…

[verse 2]
ah nah… eh, dun chu die tryna do that sh+t again (dun chu die)
switchin’ lanes nah imma send you to your lane (to your lane)
stop complainin’, imma put it through your brain (through your brain)
i read the beat then imma k!ll it with the pen
you gotta watch your boi man i just scared him with a glance (ooh)
i’m hoppin’ in the dance but i dun give your b+tch a chance (noo)
he out here bossin’ up, i run this sh+t, he ain’t the core (hehe)
she bust it on the floor when ain’t n0body ask for more (no more)
sit the f+ck down…

[break]
yeah
what do you see?

[verse 3]
yeah, crimson eyes, do you see em on my face? (face on my)
i know it’s time go for sh+t before it fades (fades before)
last name lee, she got me runnin’ round the maze (maze the round)
yesterday, i f+cked my friend like she’s my babe (no f+ckin’ way)
why they hatin’ me? (hah)
why they usin’ me? (hah)
now they talkin’ sh+t
nah, i dun keep the peace
i’m here to k!ll the beat, yeah f+ck my enemies wow
now they missin’ me? nah, let’s just wait and see (ya know)

[break]
why you doin’ that sh+t?
c’mon man

[verse 4]
yeah, stop beggin’ for some more (f+ckin’ stop)
don’t be f+ckin’ crazy when i’m out the door (b+tch)
yeah, stop knockin’ on my door, ah ah
d+mn
break my arms from breakdancin’ man but now i’m back baby
i’ll be breakin’ curses when my fingers on the pads baby
home boi tryna dance, but my neighbors want them hands (pow)
don’t ask me what i can do man you know you gon regret it
we knew that sh+t was bad, but ya know we never said it
you make fun of my tats, you got no b+lls to even get one
the legend never told you man my talent is a secret (hah)
i gotta shut you down man what chu sayin’ is misleadin’ (bullsh+t)
[outro]
that’s all for you
peace



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