Daredevil 64

Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Let that shit breathe
Ya know, let it marinate a lil bit

Right hand on the Bible, I'll show you a star
Put it on god
I don't need credit to pull yo card
Face card good wherever I are
A.R nigga, aimed right at ya top
Assault raps, tell the game it's a wrap
No pressure, put my gang on the map
Chosen one, put the fam on my back
Got da deals if you wanted a sack
You know this is that
Bass jump like you off a bean
Never had to cap about my being
Human being or alien
Spacecraft where I lay my head
Get the uzi
Your friends are dead if you touch my kin
I'm a family man
Daredevil shit
I was on the highway when I wrote this shit
Hands free, not mine
Thumbing through all this bread of mine
Was a broke nigga, but awoke nigga
Found out the wealth was this life of mine
If I did the crime, I ain't wasting time nigga
Niggas only hard on twitter
Chatting like life won't hit them
I been ducked off, now I'm well off
Dodging demons
Oh, hell? Nah
Putting work in
Rap for protein
Bread crumbing
I been tired of broke things
Life a bad bitch tryna' fuck the team
I'm tunnel visioned
Point the beam
Freezer nigga
I'm cold, Sneez
Hella blessed, if You know me
I been ahead of my lineage
Call me a genius
Tell a bitch suck on my penis
I been a lil bit more tedious about telling the people in my city you know who the king of this
Lance DeVinci decoding millenniums
I done been through hell back to premiums
Gaslight, I'm hot got to give me this
I'm tight, durag on a wavy head

Brand new whip I got my eyes on
Bet I cop that motherfucker
Told my niggas I been cooking, yea we out this motherfucker
Hella beamers
I know lil bro gone flo that hoe
Brodie said he said he think he love her, I told him fuck that hoe
Back against the wall that's when that beast come out that nigga
Hell yea I'm scared to die so I'd rather be a killer
I got that bitch fiending, my shit hit like methamphetamine
These niggas round here lame I don't even speak if it about ain't celery
And I know I'm a be that nigga even when I hit the door
Niggas throwing shade, steady tryna' stop the glow
Cover her with my semen now she looking like the Pope
Put that on her mind and now I'm a let her cope with that
My flow can pack the back of limousines
Put that on a track and I bet I can pack the Barclays
Pull up on the scene
I have them fiending
For that shit that have them coming back
Niggas dropping fire
Have them flaming niggas back to back
Won't stop till a platinum plaque be chilling in the archives
I got niggas fiending tryna' become niggas allies
Tryna' get the rollie
They be folding when it's really time to pull up on some niggas and make a motherfucking outline

If its one thing that a nigga
Getting what I'm
Been taking care of business in this

If its one thing that a nigga know
I'm getting what I'm owed
Been taking care of business in this motherfucker
I got a feeling I'm a make more than some millions off this shit
I got a feeling I'm a make more than some
If its one thing that a nigga know
I'm getting what I'm owed
Been taking care of business in this motherfucker
I got a feeling I'm a make more than some millions off this shit
I got a feeling I'm a make more than some millions off this



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Writer(s): Devon Davis
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