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s.m.b_bv x casey masters - dead wrong lyrics

[intro: s.m.b.]
alright
[verse 1: s.m.b.]
yeah, hop in the booth, let loose, just something that i do
been doing it for a minute, so i ain’t nothing new
i ain’t painting the perfect image, so music’s what i chose, what i do
trynna gather my thoughts, they runnin’ loose, woah

[verse 2: casey masters]
yeah, one thing is that i pick and then i chose
i’m on loose reigns, man they ain’t stoppin’ what i do
i am too strange, eleven techa nina troops
it’s a new name that’s hoppin’ up inside the booth

[verse 3: s.m.b.]
yeah, i’ll tell you where i’m not
look, stop, x marks the spot
i’ll show what i got, look, drop, i’m shootin’ shots
i’ll send em runnin’ hot to the cops, i run this block
i’m in shock, when i pull the trigger back, thе hammer knocks, woah

[bridge: casey masters]
this a theme song, i run thе street song, ha
got my heat song, sh+t hot as can be song
this a theme song, i run the street song, ha
got my heat song, sh+t hot as can be song
[verse 4: s.m.b. & casey masters]
hot as can be, i see exactly what you mean
i been hungry for weeks, for beats, been stressing ’bout my cheese
say less, i got what you need, for you s.m.b
it’s a feast, full table, we gon’ eat, no sleep, no rest
no stress dawg, i know you obsessed dawg
trynna be the best, you gon’ make a k!lling, red paws
press pause, flash on, ’cause they gawking hard
i’m a press on, stay charged, turn them cameras off

[chorus: s.m.b.]
y’all are dead wrong
n+ggas actin’ when talkin’, that sh+t i been on
n+ggas actin’ r+t+rded, my sh+t a been dumb

[verse 5: casey masters & s.m.b.]
i’m a make ’em a target, this sh+t is red rum
ring em out, red rum, +vinyl scratch+ red rum
sick enough to say it, treat it like some bread crumbs
all you mumbling, fumbling words, dead bums
ain’t n0body f+cking with you like some bed bugs
put my foot up on they neck, we up next, huh
when i get put on stage, i send a message
when i pull out a page, they get desperate
when i talk about wage, i get inspected
what the f+ck is that?
i spit about it every time when i write my raps
i think about it every time, ’till my cash just stacks
i’m working double time, i want it twice as bad
i always kept a heater on me when i got colder hands, that’s how it goes
[bridge: casey masters]
this a theme song, i run the street song, ha
got my heat song, sh+t hot as can be song
this a theme song, i run the street song, ha
got my heat song, sh+t hot as can be

[verse 6: casey masters & s.m.b.]
aye, double cross me, only way you get x’d, woah
i’m the factor that they can’t compete with
i’m as hot as a sauna, but yet i’m cold as a blizz
you know that changing temp’s only way they feel it
y’all are dead wrong
yeah, now watch me flip a switch
taking and talking ’bout all my money, b+tch i’m sick of this
flaking and stated what you wanted n+gga, now get a grip
i’m a selfish n+gga, i want more, give me this and this
aye, crown of th+rns, like it’s kenny, b+tch i’m k!lling kids
this sh+t is heavy, like a corpse when i wield a diss
at the morgue, ‘nother body, it’s some simple sh+t
more than a hobby, man you don’t know who y’all dealing with

[chorus: s.m.b.]
dead wrong
n+ggas actin’ when talkin’, that sh+t i been on
dead wrong
n+ggas actin’ when talkin’, that sh+t i+ been on
y’all are dead wrong

- s m b_bv x casey masters lyrics

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