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lightweight literate – devil lyrics

[verse 1]
(yeah)
brah stupid
know you big big mad
if i’m a loser how the f+ck did i get rich this fast?
shot extended clip, longer than a baseball bat
swing for anyone who think they know my pain no cap
you a b+tch up in this game
and ima godd+mn staple
thats word to vince
he’s popping but don’t get no paper
that’s your defense
these pockets think they gon through labor
that’s really big
beast talking ima
beast (ugh)
f+ck a rock, i need a mountain on my neck dog
the burner like an eagle, send a bullet get you pecked off (huh)
the only list ive been a part of is “the best of”
i’m happy that you’re undеr me
needed something to stеp on
i’m stefan you urkel
slept on it’s hurtful
but f+ck it number one
wasn’t something i yearned to
i’ll be the runner up
just to be on my own two
so when i’m coming up
i don’t need to concern you
i’m a rottweiler
how a dog
learn to drive a bentley
in the crossfire
i get caught flirting with the semi
got a long line of friends
but their heart is full of envy
got a longer line of enemies
who hot and wanna end me
i’ma overconfident jackass
macaulay culkin looking motherf+cka
my success it wasn’t luck
it was a work in progress
been down bad
now i’m up and joggin
[chorus]
(1…2….)
fourth tape in i got my sh+t together
bi+b+tch i got d+ck you can get whenever
fire runnin out my lips like i kissed the devil (uh)
at the top i think i missed a level (uh)

don’t fake sh+t or ima hit you fella
with this big ass clip inside of this beretta
never runnin outta bullets think it spit forever
i been sinnin like i miss the devil

[verse 2]
yo
grab the iron and fire it
tryna weed out the p+ssy bruh
find me a lioness
mr. bipolar grab ya b+tch
and then slide in it
had her blushin so much
i thought the b+tch had psoriasis
b+tch bye again
lightweight = leviathan
throw the papers im writing
then f+ck the microphone violent
went too far again
i look hard in a cardigan
ain’t no problem to argue
that with my cards i be all in it
im a log fire
watch the way im
burning through these trees
you a small lighter
don’t know why ya talking bout degrees
do an all+nighter with the homie
run you for your t++th
you’s a non+fighter
reason why you searching for the peace (piece)
is this a c+ckfight?
he sound like chicken sh+t to me
i’ll have more plaques up on my wall
than what the dentist f+cking see
i got some bullets for the internet bloggers and tmz
i’m loading
[chorus]
(1…2….)
fourth tape in i got my sh+t together
bi+b+tch i got d+ck you can get whenever
fire runnin out my lips like i kissed the devil (uh)
at the top i think i missed a level (uh)

don’t fake sh+t or ima hit you fella
with this big ass clip inside of this beretta
never runnin outta bullets think it spit forever
i been sinnin like i miss the devil

- lightweight literate lyrics

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