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locs (us) - don't lyrics

don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to turn the f+cking place up
don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to run this f+cking cake up

lets be honest f+ck ya kindness i
am a king so kiss my highness i
see beyond the vision given i
love you cuz i love my children i
flip the script don’t read between the lines
take the throne and keep it cuz it’s minе
life has gotten harder to dеcide
will i let em live or let em die

itching round you n+ggas got a allergy to broke sh+t
yeah it happened right in front of me but i don’t know sh+t
all the negativity can make it hard to focus
make me wanna go and catch a body, dej loaf sh+t

for the likes souls are sold and hoes get bold and
n+ggas fold for what they think is right but
karma comes around to f+ck ya life up
f+ck the net prefer to hold the mic up

get yo ass up this a motherf+cking fight song
hear me loud and clear i ain’t even turn the mic on
couple things i wanted so i had to put the sights on
even when the life going left, i be right on

fam heard the music they surprised that i talk like this
oh well that’s me
take a good look in the mirror if they asking for the truth
i can tell a motherf+cker that’s me
now
don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to turn the f+cking the place up
don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to run this f+cking cake up

listen to the words that i say

shoutout to k dot the flames hot send a bullet flying to brainspot
the fames here i just gotta handle the lame shots
don’t miss once all my hitters ordered to aim twice
and heaven only knows when i’m ready to drop mic
the false hype leave em with a bark and a false bite
distasteful walking out the jeweler with frostbite

only betting on me
threaten what i love roll the clip like at sony
leader of the pack i’m a chief like i’m tony
know that for the dough i’m on top pepperoni
shooters taking noodles for the cheese macaroni

settle for what
if it’s not what i asked then i’m taking it up
if she not throwing ass then i met her for what
call the cops ten minutes for the lambo to cut
don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to turn the f+cking the place up
don’t tell me what to do
don’t tell me how to move
don’t tell me what to prove
don’t tell me how to run this f+cking cake up

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