Deuce Reece -
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Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, no
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me cuz I
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, no
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, cuz
I lose it and get it right back
I'm on a marathon and on the ninth lap
Lights out, in the pussy hit the ninth round
I'm that, superstar so tell me you that star
The lunar star the Martin, Luther star
The newer star the king, so I rule the stars
From my throne I see the sun with the moon and stars
The shooter stars the white, with the bluer stars
I feel on top of the peak
I feel like if I jump down then I'mma hump in a bitch
I'm not with the shit I'm finna finger fucking a freak
I'm finna choking out the beat while I be talking my shit
I am the best of the rest
The number one, that's why I beat my chest
And cease my breathe below the water squeeze her neck
I'm free of debts and free of few regrets
I wanna tell you something about me
Don't doubt me, hate when bitches surround me
They scouting, on a rapper who be writing chapters and verses then after
Hitting my trees and burning my jeans but fuck that
Killing my rhymes then sip my wine on top that
Spitting these bars and spitting them hard I wonder
Why I, am the shit
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, no
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me cuz I
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, no
Don't doubt me, don't
Don't doubt me, cuz
I lose it and get it right back
I'm on a marathon and on the ninth lap
Lights out, in the pussy hit the ninth round
I'm that, superstar so tell me you that star
The lunar star the Martin, Luther star
The newer star the king, so I rule the stars
From my throne I see the sun with the moon and stars
The shooter stars the white, with the bluer stars
I feel on top of the peak
I feel like if I jump down then I'mma hump in a bitch
I'm not with the shit I'm finna finger fucking a freak
I'm finna choking out the beat while I be talking my shit
I am the best of the rest
The number one, that's why I beat my chest
And cease my breathe below the water squeeze her neck
I'm free of debts and free of few regrets
I wanna tell you something about me
Don't doubt me, hate when bitches surround me
They scouting, on a rapper who be writing chapters and verses then after
Hitting my trees and burning my jeans but fuck that
Killing my rhymes then sip my wine on top that
Spitting these bars and spitting them hard I wonder
Why I, am the shit
Don't doubt me, don't
Credits
Writer(s): Esosa Idemudia
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