d-matt the leaves şarkı sözleri

Yea,Yea,Yea Yea,Yea,Yea Father God I gotta lay low Honest steeze make em hate mo Anxious fingers at the table He keep twizzilin his fingers I hope he ain’t dissin Shootem through the table Got a message from my baby Milk chocolate interracial Been Poppin like a faygo Things change but shit these days Get a big name without a label I been singing from my heart Plug the net like im cable Find a vibe In the 9 3.5 rolled fatter then a bagel I'm alive Pro vibes Cause I'm able Money comin like a coelho Cheesy running like it’s queso Say I need a degree Mobbin round in the white Intellectual ghetto I copped some possites’ to take some composite Ian come here to flex I got holes in my wallet But really be thinking bout profit and how many trips to the bank I can make in a day without some service lady be textin or callin I think I been skipping my callin like phone on DND CC me your energy This ain’t for I play this everyday I make a way The pots and pans my momma use when money shorten I remember the day I told you bout them Jordan’s Went an gottem just to show em that I’m important So for now I gotta show em why I’m recording In the leaves When shit be Fallin down I take a knee And pray that I can find a sense of ease I flex up like I’m and next and play for keeps Now I just practice what I preach So many blue racks like I flipped me a pack with the Pats Or the Pacs Come to move like the Cat in the hat for the bag Ion need no congrats or a pat on the back Coming through with them tracks put the M on the map ain’t no cap in my rap Put debates on the gram like which one y’all like better DMatt With the Dana or me with the hat I’m relaxed I’m Just 3 in on tracks Gotta mic yesterday now I go in on bratz cause it's all I believe and One thing is a fact that you rappers gone see Is my shit is still hard if you cut out the beat Pay me advance is all a nigga need Took me a chance to let em know it's me Yea it's D M A with the double T Tellem we gone fight till hell freezes over Then we'll fight on ice Cause I know this shit in me And can't nobody stop my shine but me And I got dream I make shit like this important I make sure my chick imported Ball so hard don't scuff my jordans Layup pack smoove come through like DeRozan Kush blow smooth when I move I be floating Tee ice white so pure you can snort it I'm from the but M but the views pass the ocean Ike with the mic I beat the beat extorted Move my name to the top of the game To see the fame Now all my diamonds gorgeous In the leaves When shit be Fallin down I take a knee And pray that I can find a sense of ease I flex up like I’m and next and play for keeps Now I just practice what I preach
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