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l.a.donte - here lyrics

[intro: don $hel]
aye that’s my favorite…
that’s my favorite song
shout out to all my n#ggas man
gang gang #clears throat#
look yea…
ugh..

[verse 1: don $hel]
ayo i never thought that i’d end up (yea)
with my patnas, cool as f#ck (yea)
we link up and make that dough, all i need is a beat and the sh#t i wrote
guarantee in a year, see my sh#t in quotes by yo main b#tch or prolly yo side
hear our sh#t when you walk outside, got verses and beats and hooks on ya mind
all my n#ggas say it’s ‘bout that time, i play yo sh#t when i’m tryna get fried
south ain’t died, just multiplied, repopulated, rejuvenated (yea)
whole world still late, just be patient (ahh!)
ain’t tryna fit in no occupation (ahh!)
same way no squares in rotation (ahh!)
that’s that sh#t that got me facing (yea)
thoughts be running thousand miles per hour, take the sh#t ain’t never been no coward
team too lit to never get no power, told my sister the world is ours
they know! i ain’t never been no liar
they know! i ain’t ever finna get tired
we gone be straight ‘till a n#gga retire
can’t let me do nothing if it ain’t fire

[hook: l.a.donte]
how did i get here?
all my people standing in the field, we been waiting on a miracle this year (woooaahh)
we just want some f#cking dollar bills, p#ssy n#ggas always plotting on the k!ll (woooaahh)

all my people standing in the field, we been waiting on a miracle this year (woooaahh)
we just want some f#cking dollar bills, gotta peep these b#tches plotting just to steal (woooaahh)

[verse 2: l.a.donte]
wait
i gotta lot of food on my plate
a n#gga been hungry so i gotta eat it, i’m seeing a feast and i’m stuffing my face (stuffing my, stuffing my)
i been accustomed to hitting the paint (paint!)
physical move then i’m hitting the bank (bank!)
spin move, double hesitation on a n#gga, i’m shaking off all of the stank, stank
dank, all in my wood (gas!)
don’t f#ck wit them sk#nks that come from the hood (nah!)
they only want you for the bread in yo pocket, a bird gone flock if you be feeding fa sure
thats what my momma said, so i check my pockets when i’m hanging round all of these hoes (you know)
sticking my d#ck through my zipper when f#cking these b#tches, can’t have my wallet hit the floor
woah no, i been dreaming ‘bout a future of hitting shows on the road with the bros
do a forty minute set and then roll a blunt on the bus maybe four
that’s just the way my demeanor feeling (you know)
i had a vision we seen a milli
and we been grinding non stop
non stop saying…

all my people standing in the field, we been waiting on a miracle this year (woooaahh)
we just want some f#cking dollar bills, gotta peep these b#tches plotting just to steal (woooaahh)
check it out….

[bridge: l.a.donte & don $hel]
how many times i sit back and contemplate
(how many times i sit back and contemplate)

i’m fresh off the dank, but i’m tellin my story
(i’m fresh off the dank, but i’m telling my story.)

i’m telling my story…
(i’m telling my story…)

yeaaaaaa!!!

[hook: l.a.donte]
how did i get here?
all my people standing in the field, we been waiting on a miracle this year (woooaahh!!)
we just want some f#cking dollar bills, p#ssy n#ggas always plotting on the k!ll (woooaahh!!)

all my people standing in the field, we been waiting on a miracle this year (woooaahh!!)
we just want some f#cking dollar bills, gotta peep these b#tches plotting just to steal (woooaahh!!)

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