DCF

Devy, pick up the phone
I said I gotta make it right now
Niggas wanna see me lights out
I'm high up, I can't pipe down
Mama, it's gon' be alright now
I said I gotta keep a high head while I'm moving through this traffic
R.I.P. my brothers that ain't make it out this madness
Who would ever thought that tables turn and shit get tragic
But yes, I learned one thing, you live and learn to keep yo' balance
Get yo' bread up
Niggas wanna see me lose, shit got me fed up
I got this glocky, it might shoot, this shit got red dot
And we ain't ducking from you, bitch you catch a head shot
My watch, that shit don't ever tick, bitch this a dead clock, dead clock

Hit 'em in his brain
Go insane, when that 40 bang
That's the only time I numb my pain, with a double cup
Mix it with some weed and have some fun with us
Bitches always picking sides so I don't ever fuck with them
Niggas slippy slimy like a snake so Ion fuck with them
Yeah, I don't fuck with them
I'm on yo' block with a chop out
Tell a pussy nigga pop out
I'm high up, I can't pipe down
Mama, it's gon be okay

I said I gotta make it right now
Niggas wanna see me lights out
I'm high up, I can't pipe down
Mama, it's gon' be alright now
I said I gotta keep a high head while I'm moving through this traffic
R.I.P. my brothers that ain't make it out this madness
Who would ever thought that tables turn and shit get tragic
But yes, I learned one thing, you live and learn to keep yo' balance
Get yo' bread up
Niggas wanna see me lose, shit got me fed up
I got this glocky, it might shoot, this shit got red dot
And we ain't ducking from you, bitch you catch a head shot
My watch, that shit don't ever tick, bitch this a dead clock, dead clock

I'm on your block with a chop out
Tell a pussy nigga pop out
I know some niggas want me shot, I gotta move around with caution
Told bro Kai pass me the chop, he said "Nah bro, just let me off 'em"
Now we spinning through these blocks with glocks, they locked and loaded often
Niggas stay talking a lot but now they silent in the coffin
Fuck you saying, bitch we lost 'em

I said I gotta make it right now
Niggas wanna see me lights out
I'm high up, I can't pipe down
Mama, it's gon' be alright now
I said I gotta keep a high head while I'm moving through this traffic
R.I.P. my brothers that ain't make it out this madness
Who would ever thought that tables turn and shit get tragic
But yes, I learned one thing, you live and learn to keep yo' balance
Get yo' bread up
Niggas wanna see me lose, shit got me fed up
I got this glocky, it might shoot, this shit got red dot
And we ain't ducking from you, bitch you catch a head shot
My watch, that shit don't ever tick, bitch this a dead clock, dead clock



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