[1 verse: Deala]
Every day is the same
Yeah! Don't like the fuckin' pets, neva plan to tame
That album was dope but this is a whole new ball game
I really gonna say that I don't give a fuck if they consider my shit is lame
It'z perfect day to make the real hit 'bout street
No one is able to spoil my mood
You'd better look at yo' self, 'cuz my bullet in yo' ass is not good
Get back home, neva watch the TV
What the fuck they show? Nuthin' but some shit near the sea
Am not a g but in my hood I'm actually OG
Dat means it will be bettеr fo' yo' health if you neva deal with mе
Lotta girls want you to get the car
To drop 'em off straight at the bar - I call 'em 'sluts'
Real men just throw dat shit in the air, 'cuz they are from the hood rat n live in the fuckin' huts
You can expand yo' hole much bigger, 'cuz I start to shoot the damn pucks
Actually in yo' fat ass
It'z time to say, we are ready to get a mess
[Chorus] 2x
Fo' sho' do it only properly
Modern assholes make the shit just to get the dough, it'z actually sloppily
Fuck the fame but make the track by track
We don't worry if dat won't be too phat
[2 verse: eNtears]
I'm between the lights, killin something well
Chillin with my bro
Cool, we hate the drama
Fame niggas with the dirt swag
Can't you see comings with things "nice"?
Dawg pour me 'agne!
Movin around the streets
With same cars, 'clothes and pants'
I'm not here to praise, lookin on my face
Covered with faith, niggas got the racist
We got some phrase not the same pase
Man fuck the fame, we don't give a shit
I gotta leave your ass, I'm on my way to blow
Daddy is ready to get a mess
Bitch let em snatch your ass
Look at this bitch, look at this niggas leanin on me
I'm ready to get the fuckin throne nigga
[3 verse: Deala]
Hey, eNtears, tell me (whassup)
What the fuck the purpose to make the modern shit? (just to kick in doors)
Yeah, fo' sho, after all this shit they get some remorse
'Cuz stepped to the real men
We hit 'em off so hard to the head
I assure they will actually regret
But the time fo' their asses is out n nuthin' can be done 'bout that
Ya lyin' n see that real men come
Look under the pillow but don't find any firearm
They beat yo' ass up with a lash
Hopefully, you got some time to stash
Yo' precious shit which is key of the dirty-cheap
Where's the dough, muthafucka?
Appeal to yo' ho', she has to move the lip
Really don't give a damn if they don't like my shit
I will anyway drop tha real dope hit by hit
Wanna make us get harassed?
Supposin' it will be so cruel to yo' fat ass
Dat you won't even be able to move 1 meter on the west
I don't really want to tatoo anythang but 4 Aces will be so good on my chest
Just throw yo' fuckin' opinions away, 'cuz we are ready to get a mess
[Chorus] 2x
Every day is the same
Yeah! Don't like the fuckin' pets, neva plan to tame
That album was dope but this is a whole new ball game
I really gonna say that I don't give a fuck if they consider my shit is lame
It'z perfect day to make the real hit 'bout street
No one is able to spoil my mood
You'd better look at yo' self, 'cuz my bullet in yo' ass is not good
Get back home, neva watch the TV
What the fuck they show? Nuthin' but some shit near the sea
Am not a g but in my hood I'm actually OG
Dat means it will be bettеr fo' yo' health if you neva deal with mе
Lotta girls want you to get the car
To drop 'em off straight at the bar - I call 'em 'sluts'
Real men just throw dat shit in the air, 'cuz they are from the hood rat n live in the fuckin' huts
You can expand yo' hole much bigger, 'cuz I start to shoot the damn pucks
Actually in yo' fat ass
It'z time to say, we are ready to get a mess
[Chorus] 2x
Fo' sho' do it only properly
Modern assholes make the shit just to get the dough, it'z actually sloppily
Fuck the fame but make the track by track
We don't worry if dat won't be too phat
[2 verse: eNtears]
I'm between the lights, killin something well
Chillin with my bro
Cool, we hate the drama
Fame niggas with the dirt swag
Can't you see comings with things "nice"?
Dawg pour me 'agne!
Movin around the streets
With same cars, 'clothes and pants'
I'm not here to praise, lookin on my face
Covered with faith, niggas got the racist
We got some phrase not the same pase
Man fuck the fame, we don't give a shit
I gotta leave your ass, I'm on my way to blow
Daddy is ready to get a mess
Bitch let em snatch your ass
Look at this bitch, look at this niggas leanin on me
I'm ready to get the fuckin throne nigga
[3 verse: Deala]
Hey, eNtears, tell me (whassup)
What the fuck the purpose to make the modern shit? (just to kick in doors)
Yeah, fo' sho, after all this shit they get some remorse
'Cuz stepped to the real men
We hit 'em off so hard to the head
I assure they will actually regret
But the time fo' their asses is out n nuthin' can be done 'bout that
Ya lyin' n see that real men come
Look under the pillow but don't find any firearm
They beat yo' ass up with a lash
Hopefully, you got some time to stash
Yo' precious shit which is key of the dirty-cheap
Where's the dough, muthafucka?
Appeal to yo' ho', she has to move the lip
Really don't give a damn if they don't like my shit
I will anyway drop tha real dope hit by hit
Wanna make us get harassed?
Supposin' it will be so cruel to yo' fat ass
Dat you won't even be able to move 1 meter on the west
I don't really want to tatoo anythang but 4 Aces will be so good on my chest
Just throw yo' fuckin' opinions away, 'cuz we are ready to get a mess
[Chorus] 2x
( Deala )
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