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lyf the rapper - dead man lyrics

[chorus: lyf]
they mad at me for stupid sh+t they be starting
yeah, i know they want my head, but i’m dead man walking
mess around and get that led, man, hate cause i got bread, man
don’t come ’round with that sh+t if you can’t speak on what you said, man
they always hating, yeah, it’s all a part of the game
but in the end i know my hits gon’ stay the same
f+ck these n+ggas, they just b+tches, they want problems, take the blame
if you ready, then i’m ready, hit me up, you know my name

[verse 1: lyf]
yeah, it’s me and j, we made it all this way
and i’d bе d+mned if i let someonе f+ck it up today
and know this ain’t a diss, you know i never play
i keep my mind on music, f+ck what everybody say
they know i’m on my grind, ain’t got no time to play (no time to play)
yeah, i’m on my grind, ain’t got no time to wait
can’t let them get too close cause they might stop me in my way
and if that happens i can’t promise that i’ll make it back okay (make it back okay)
they know i’m on my grind, ain’t got no time to play (no time to play)
yeah, i’m on my grind, ain’t got no time to wait (no time to wait)
can’t let them get too close cause they might stop me in my way
and if that happens i can’t promise that i’ll make it back okay

[verse 2: brh the rapper, lyf]
i hope i make it home okay, look, where i’m from, yeah, we don’t play
i got a cousin carry drac’s, they play with me, he on his way
i’m rapping songs, yeah, i’m steady grindin’ (grindin’, grindin’, grindin’)
why them haters just can’t leave us ‘lone? rolling up, smoking that stone sh+t
daddy locked up with the feds, tell them n+ggas, come invest in me
i’m [?] with my brother [?], time is stuck that’s why they’re staring
we almost dead, that’s why they hating
i can’t sit up on my ass all day, i got to get some paper
we almost to the end, and that’s why they f+cking gonna hate us
know you see the waves on my head, i got that f+cking taper
i don’t carry guns, but i got fists that’s really gonna make you
they saw me and j, really on the roll (we on the roll)
once we make that hit, we’ll be hopping show to show (hopping show to show)
yeah, we talk that sh+t, but we riding on the low
cause we waiting for that song to go crazy until it blows (until it blows)
hopping show to show, can’t wait for this to blow
i’m not the one to f+ck with, b+tch
[chorus: lyf]
they mad at me for stupid sh+t they be starting
yeah, i know they want my head, but i’m a dead man walking
mess around and get that led, man, hate cause i got bread, man
don’t come ’round with that sh+t if you can’t speak on what you said, man
they always hating, yeah, it’s all part of the game
but in the end i know my hits gon’ stay the same
f+ck these n+ggas, they just b+tches, they want problems, take the blame
if you ready, then i’m ready, hit me up, you know my name

- lyf the rapper lyrics

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