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D.Wade Video (MV)




Performed By: Sylvan LaCue
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: SYLVAN LACUE, UNKNOWN WRITER




Sylvan LaCue - D.Wade Lyrics




Chorus

God with me when I need grace.
Workaholic when I need space.
I aint got sleep in like 3 days nah.
Yah yah yah
Momma said this aint a relay.
You better live for like each day.
This life dont come with no replays nah.
Yah yah yah.
I shoot my shot like I'm D-wade.
Got me balling on a week day.
I feel like I won a sweep steaks yah.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Had to get it back had to get it right.

Verse 1

I take a puff & get cross eyed.
Couple niggas had to off ties.
Look up above, God why? Yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Denim fleeces with the posh vibe
Truth be told I know you hog lies.
Don't come around you aint mob guy nah.
Yah yah yah.
When did I become an outlaw?
Makaveli with the pac jaw.
Load a clip & shoot the opps off yah.
Yah yah yah
Young nigga black they gon give him life.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Hold up, wait. VVS's never copped those.
I been plotting since a snot nose.
Sega Genesis & hot combs yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Hot cheetos & diablos.
Section 8 was like a fossil.
News reporters had the hot scope yah.
Yah yah yah.
I did my best & got way more.
Numbers I put on the hate board.
Nothing but wins I don't take score yah
Target all on my back dawg my dawg I dont feel it.
Target all on my back dawg my dawg I dont feel it.
Chorus

God with me when I need grace.
Workaholic when I need space.
I aint got sleep in like 3 days nah.
Yah yah yah
Momma said this aint a relay.
You better live for like each day.
This life dont come with no replays nah.
Yah yah yah.
I shoot my shot like I'm D-wade.
Got me balling on a week day.
I feel like I won a sweep steaks yah.

Verse 2

I know the pressures in real time.
Momma don't tell me you still fine.
I'm tryna be the black Bill Nye yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Happy faces still conceal lies.
Secret matters will reveal time.
Hard to get money & still shine, yuh.
Yuh yuh yuh.
F*ck with the gang on my worst days.
Broke on almost every birthday.
Too much emphasis on first place yuh.
Yeah yeah yeah.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Hold up wait.
Legacy matters I'm full proof
Who in the hell let a goon through?
Nigga don't tell me its too soon nah.
Yah yah yah.
Patience got me in a new groove.
Soul attachments had to move through.
Set intentions every new moon yuh.
Yah yah yah.
I made adjustments & bounced back.
Blow a bag before I count stacks.
I don't know how to denounce that nah.
Target all on my back dawg my back dawg I dont feel it.
Target all on my back dawg my back dawg I dont feel it.
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Chorus

God with me when I need grace.
Workaholic when I need space.
I aint got sleep in like 3 days nah.
Yah yah yah
Momma said this aint a relay.
You better live for like each day.
This life dont come with no replays nah.
Yah yah yah.
I shoot my shot like I'm D-wade.
Got me balling on a week day.
I feel like I won a sweep steaks yah.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Had to get it back had to get it right.

Verse 1

I take a puff & get cross eyed.
Couple niggas had to off ties.
Look up above, God why? Yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Denim fleeces with the posh vibe
Truth be told I know you hog lies.
Don't come around you aint mob guy nah.
Yah yah yah.
When did I become an outlaw?
Makaveli with the pac jaw.
Load a clip & shoot the opps off yah.
Yah yah yah
Young nigga black they gon give him life.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Hold up, wait. VVS's never copped those.
I been plotting since a snot nose.
Sega Genesis & hot combs yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Hot cheetos & diablos.
Section 8 was like a fossil.
News reporters had the hot scope yah.
Yah yah yah.
I did my best & got way more.
Numbers I put on the hate board.
Nothing but wins I don't take score yah
Target all on my back dawg my dawg I dont feel it.
Target all on my back dawg my dawg I dont feel it.
Chorus

God with me when I need grace.
Workaholic when I need space.
I aint got sleep in like 3 days nah.
Yah yah yah
Momma said this aint a relay.
You better live for like each day.
This life dont come with no replays nah.
Yah yah yah.
I shoot my shot like I'm D-wade.
Got me balling on a week day.
I feel like I won a sweep steaks yah.

Verse 2

I know the pressures in real time.
Momma don't tell me you still fine.
I'm tryna be the black Bill Nye yuh.
Yah yah yah.
Happy faces still conceal lies.
Secret matters will reveal time.
Hard to get money & still shine, yuh.
Yuh yuh yuh.
F*ck with the gang on my worst days.
Broke on almost every birthday.
Too much emphasis on first place yuh.
Yeah yeah yeah.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Had to get it back had to get it right.
Hold up wait.
Legacy matters I'm full proof
Who in the hell let a goon through?
Nigga don't tell me its too soon nah.
Yah yah yah.
Patience got me in a new groove.
Soul attachments had to move through.
Set intentions every new moon yuh.
Yah yah yah.
I made adjustments & bounced back.
Blow a bag before I count stacks.
I don't know how to denounce that nah.
Target all on my back dawg my back dawg I dont feel it.
Target all on my back dawg my back dawg I dont feel it.
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Writer: SYLVAN LACUE, UNKNOWN WRITER
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