Feeling like Durkio, a nigga in no auto mode
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
The meds get me booted up like the shoes on my feet
I is a real trip out, lot of loose screws inside of me
From you see me on the track, bey you know that bringing heat
He think I ain't sight that he is a snake but more time I already peep
Big drip inside the place, go get a mop for the leak
He slap up on the 'net, when I see him, I tryna knock out all he teeth
I get a itch for the money like I attracting a flea
I tryna make a mill but my name ain't even Meek
And my movie match my fly, you could say she be on fleek
Pressure pack up in the air, come spray out the place for me
Diddy bopping, re-rock it, a lot of dope in of my pockets
Jump on the beat, imma rock it
Set a bar and I gone top it
From I start, no, it ain't stopping
Catch him out, finna drop him
Like a pimple, finna pop him
Flexing and I stepping, jigging and finessing
If he move wrong in this bitch, then you know I gonna check him
Chopper singing to he brain, like he having concert
Address your issue if you get beef, speak on your concern
Chopper bullets get herpes 'cause when it hit you, they gon' burn
Ain't no handout this way, everything I get I earn
Niggas be hoes, bitch made, cheapest they go buy panties
You ain't even like that, whole time you just be acting
You ain't never hold no strap so how you never lacking
Not because I move a certain way, don't mean that you should try me
I on they neck, applying pressure, mad they can't get rid of me
Most of my dawgs, they turned to bitches, temper short just like a midget
Spin he block, just like a fidget
Before 'rona, I kept my distance
They dissing but I ain't tripping, f*ck who ain't with me
Mob style, mob living, gang shit y'all know how that be
I been the realist and I ain't gotta do no flashing
I soon catch up to all y'all pussy niggas who be capping
Feeling like Durkio, a nigga in no auto mode
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
Gang shit
This get me bopping in this bitch
This get me bopping in this bitch
I catch him, I don't do no talking in this bitch
Catch him out and I gon' knock him in he shit
Gang
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Feeling like Durkio, a nigga in no auto mode
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
The meds get me booted up like the shoes on my feet
I is a real trip out, lot of loose screws inside of me
From you see me on the track, bey you know that bringing heat
He think I ain't sight that he is a snake but more time I already peep
Big drip inside the place, go get a mop for the leak
He slap up on the 'net, when I see him, I tryna knock out all he teeth
I get a itch for the money like I attracting a flea
I tryna make a mill but my name ain't even Meek
And my movie match my fly, you could say she be on fleek
Pressure pack up in the air, come spray out the place for me
Diddy bopping, re-rock it, a lot of dope in of my pockets
Jump on the beat, imma rock it
Set a bar and I gone top it
From I start, no, it ain't stopping
Catch him out, finna drop him
Like a pimple, finna pop him
Flexing and I stepping, jigging and finessing
If he move wrong in this bitch, then you know I gonna check him
Chopper singing to he brain, like he having concert
Address your issue if you get beef, speak on your concern
Chopper bullets get herpes 'cause when it hit you, they gon' burn
Ain't no handout this way, everything I get I earn
Niggas be hoes, bitch made, cheapest they go buy panties
You ain't even like that, whole time you just be acting
You ain't never hold no strap so how you never lacking
Not because I move a certain way, don't mean that you should try me
I on they neck, applying pressure, mad they can't get rid of me
Most of my dawgs, they turned to bitches, temper short just like a midget
Spin he block, just like a fidget
Before 'rona, I kept my distance
They dissing but I ain't tripping, f*ck who ain't with me
Mob style, mob living, gang shit y'all know how that be
I been the realist and I ain't gotta do no flashing
I soon catch up to all y'all pussy niggas who be capping
Feeling like Durkio, a nigga in no auto mode
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
Gang shit
This get me bopping in this bitch
This get me bopping in this bitch
I catch him, I don't do no talking in this bitch
Catch him out and I gon' knock him in he shit
Gang
Top figure
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
The meds get me booted up like the shoes on my feet
I is a real trip out, lot of loose screws inside of me
From you see me on the track, bey you know that bringing heat
He think I ain't sight that he is a snake but more time I already peep
Big drip inside the place, go get a mop for the leak
He slap up on the 'net, when I see him, I tryna knock out all he teeth
I get a itch for the money like I attracting a flea
I tryna make a mill but my name ain't even Meek
And my movie match my fly, you could say she be on fleek
Pressure pack up in the air, come spray out the place for me
Diddy bopping, re-rock it, a lot of dope in of my pockets
Jump on the beat, imma rock it
Set a bar and I gone top it
From I start, no, it ain't stopping
Catch him out, finna drop him
Like a pimple, finna pop him
Flexing and I stepping, jigging and finessing
If he move wrong in this bitch, then you know I gonna check him
Chopper singing to he brain, like he having concert
Address your issue if you get beef, speak on your concern
Chopper bullets get herpes 'cause when it hit you, they gon' burn
Ain't no handout this way, everything I get I earn
Niggas be hoes, bitch made, cheapest they go buy panties
You ain't even like that, whole time you just be acting
You ain't never hold no strap so how you never lacking
Not because I move a certain way, don't mean that you should try me
I on they neck, applying pressure, mad they can't get rid of me
Most of my dawgs, they turned to bitches, temper short just like a midget
Spin he block, just like a fidget
Before 'rona, I kept my distance
They dissing but I ain't tripping, f*ck who ain't with me
Mob style, mob living, gang shit y'all know how that be
I been the realist and I ain't gotta do no flashing
I soon catch up to all y'all pussy niggas who be capping
Feeling like Durkio, a nigga in no auto mode
Nigga tryna beef but I ain't never see him buy no pole
Tryna get rich quick but I'll never ever sell my soul
Been solid from the jump, been standing on my ten toes
Lost my heart, that shit dry up like it's a dead rose
Just tryna go hard and ball out just like I'm Derrick Rose
I check the clock, what time it on, bitch we on demon time
She sucking up the meat, in a minute minute gon' be semen time
Gang shit
This get me bopping in this bitch
This get me bopping in this bitch
I catch him, I don't do no talking in this bitch
Catch him out and I gon' knock him in he shit
Gang
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Writer: Rasheed Dewar
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid