DLENT
• Written by user339280090
Listen to my essay you can see
I got a ride
A friend you will always be
You bruised my pride
We hold the torch son
For the niggas that wanna touch me
That's the people that love you man
Now tell me what you see
So, all eyes is on me
Mad cause they album's not dropping
Where ya ass be
I'm smoother than that Lex your whipping
If that's you, retribution is unconditional
And every show that my crew blow
Make no mistake, baby L.O.D. traditional
And no can do hoe
I have a lot of bitches
I do random hits
For watchin the riches
And throwin' nervous fits
By the government supported
I make beats like presto!
Crack is slung, coke is snorted
And god risin, GP's set to blow
Smart crab no bloody sweater
It's carbon monoxide, formaldehyde and arsenic
I'm the flow-spitter, natural born go-getter
Bitch, check yourself into the crackhead clinic
Face the follow leads, the flame, my mind painted
Adjust, your hustler state of mind for you blow up
I got tired of motherfuckers, taking a nigga for granted
10 years is a long time, he left as a pup
Yeah I like to rough nigga, tear the club up
I made my housing tenement a strip, movin medicine and nicks
nigga you ain't no pimp so give me that cup
Bold enough to dismiss tricks, up in the mix
One life to live so I sacrifice
Ba-ba-BAM! Smack you in the face with mud
Now, the industry has got me thinking twice
Lemonade in they veins, yeah it's bitch in the blood
I'll chop my way to the center and I'll stand
Come wig and jump and keep on stumblin' keep it comin'
Need money machines to count the cash at hand
A girl is runnin, while some bum is bummin
Subsequent to substance drawn off the perineum point or Hui Yin
And it will freeze yuh face pussyhole yuh betta know
On the microphone who like to condone their own sin
But I'm out fo mo nigga can't get enough doe
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user339280090
Member since January 16 2019