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Ced Escobar Feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again "Cappin" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ced.Escobar
Ced.Escobar
Performer
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ced.Escobar
Ced.Escobar
Composer
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Composer

Lyrics

Dubba-AA flex
(Let's go)
Statik On The Track
Yeah
This Is The Sound
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Hold up
We gon' trap and run it up
Throw down with that Glock, you try to run
Gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who you with
Lil' ****, I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you at
You play some games and you get touched
Lately I've been dreamin' 'bout demons and they got masks on
(They got masks on)
My hittas fetch a **** ass and they got masks on
(And they got masks on)
Like send a blessin', get em' paid and they won't last long
(No, they won't last long)
I'm thinkin' evil all my people from the past gone (From my past gone)
I put a deuce in the Fanta and then I drank 'til it's empty (Drank it up)
All the shit I did, why I feel like the devil gon' get me?
And return **** to bitches and the worst for a penny
Extensions catch em' and rip em'
Shit back, I throw em' in the river
You know the way that we livin'
This shit ain't televised (No, we ain't televised)
It's murder she wrote and the past gets to homicide
(It's just a homicide)
We let em' fly, there's no chances
Of tryna to run or hide (You just can't run and hide)
Too many dyin' in my city, shit get wicked so kill it
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Hold up
We gon' trap and run it up
Throw down with that Glock, you try to run
Gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who you with
Lil' ****, I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you at
You play some games and you get touched
Hold up
Got that .45 on me now, yeah
I'm chasin' money, told her I can't waste my time, yeah
Green tips up in that choppa, that's that slime, yeah
That Draco bust him, then it left him without a mind, yeah
Whole lotta money but I still ride with the sticks
Forever slidin', you could try bust a **** shit
Fifty thousand in the car, might think I'm a lick
Lil' Ben behind me, he could try me
Put him on my list
.38 baby the devil
Preach to them youngins' just like I'm a reverend
Reach for my ****, I'ma send him to Heaven
Wet up your block on the top of the Chevy
Know you ain't with it, you **** be tellin'
Ain't fill up the clip with them magazines later
VVS diamonds, they sit on my Patek
Rollin' the dice, I'ma bet on a ceilin'
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Lately I've been seein' demons, the ones that have a mask on
They rather see you down bad 'til your legs go
Hold up
We gon' trap and run it up
Throw down with that Glock, you try to run
Gon' leave him stuck
Where you're from and who you with
Lil' ****, I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you at
You play some games and you get touched
Written by: Ced.Escobar, YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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