Pigeon Dust

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Nowadays we eating good I had to scrape the plate
And fuck I look like running it up just to go on dates
Got Ricky on from state to state
I had to wait like several days
Will you take me out my ways
And better me and change my fate
Tell the truth you asking way to much of me you ask for time
I gotta get it right now I got niggas doing crime
Wearing Raf yeah I'm wearing Raf this Raphael this not Saadiq
These different sneaks they don't got crease
Feel like all my niggas dieing I cant even get no sleep
Why my chick she keep complaining I can't even get no peace
Creating generational wealth for my cousins and my niece
Pop my collar on my fleece
Ain't no man above the group because all my niggas we all chiefs
Either way I got to make it rapping engineering beats
Brodie really is the ticket but he way too into beef
And he way too in the streets
And he way too in the way
He dump his shot in the hot tea it just help him go escape
It just help him get away
Who am I to judge I showed him love because times was hard
I'm trying to leave the city go tore the globe & take a trip to mars
I was down bad I was at my lowest now I'm living large
But I ain't leaving nobody behind so I ain't going far
Bet not let me get the ball
Uh uh uh uh uh uhhh
It's a wrap mhm pack it up
She want Similac um un sippy cups
Probably want my kids and a baby bump yeah
I lost all my emotions why the fuck I'm feeling stuck
Bih' I'm about my B.I. like promotions I don't wear no tux
We've been balling for a minute reminiscing wearing Chucks
Everyday just right your goals just to see it & adjust
I don't need it but I had to try my luck
Niggas washed up with the drip niggas pigeons in the dust
(Hold up hold up hold the fuck up I don't even know what the fuck I just said

Niggas washed up with the drip niggas pigeons in the dust



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Writer(s): Vernon White
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