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Xavier Scott
Xavier Scott
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Look, maybe I need to mention no I don't kick it
Tryna' make heat like it came out the kitchen, money look better to me then these b****tches, f****ck yo' attention, I got this sh****t on lock like it was prison, I don't know why these **** in my business
Yuh, wait, wait, (Penacho, penacho) shh
I'm sippin' tea in yo' neighborhood, doin' this sh****t for the greater good, when I be smokin' with Z, be grabbin' the weed, turn that sh****t to a greater (?), yes I'm the best at this sh****t, don't be stressin' my sh****t, lemme get that sh****t understood, I got some people that run through the building my **** and none of em' gettin' booked, look like I just robbed a bank, pull up, I pull up a tank, I-I-I-I-I-I'm takin' over the game on my shoulders, I'm killin' the f****ck what you thank, I can't be f****ckin' with **** cause they be too sneaky they actin' like snakes, prayin' I go past the day, tryna' get K after K, tryna' get mill after mill, don't give a f****ck how you feel, this sh****t for real, y'all **** riskin' yo' life for a deal, got to much help, I mean why would I steal, she think we f****ckin', sh****t I'm tryna' chill, **** be talkin' like they finna' kill, you bought a gun but you can't pay yo' bills, music be poppin', like we poppin' pills, look at my wrist, f****ck, too many hits I can't miss, first they was hatin', but not that they see that I'm decent they all on my d****ck, I'm takin' **** out one by one, hopefully y'all **** not on my list, worried bout' problems to fix, doin' this sh****t til' I'm rich, kill it, and kill it again
I control this sh*t when I talk, money lookin' bigger by the clock, no, DeLuX ain't neva' took a loss, b*tch I move with a limp when I walk. They like, "Why you makin' hits?" it's not my fault. We was swervin' in a Benz, I got lost. I want all this sh*t I want like f*ck the cost. Way I'm doin' this you sayin' I'mma boss
I ain't finna lie, if you ain't talkin' money then you probably wasting time, n-**** did me dirty now they wish they pressed rewind, they like, "Damn this **** cold," but I'm not in my prime, I can't hit the breaks, I can't see the fakes like I'm blind, I ain't losin' stress, what I lost instead was my mind, I-I ain't tryna' beef, I left all that heat way behind, I don't need the clout, I just need myself and my pride
Look, maybe I need to mention, no I don't kick it, tryna' make heat like it came out the kitchen, money look better to me then these b****tches, f****ck yo' attention, I got this sh****t on lock like it was prison, I don't know why these **** in my business, I birth these ****, these **** my children, I finish you **** like y'all was my sentence
I control this sh*t when I talk, money lookin' bigger by the clock, no, DeLuX ain't neva' took a loss, b*tch I move with a limp when I walk. They like, "Why you makin' hits?" it's not my fault. We was swervin' in a Benz, I got lost. I want all this sh*t I want like f*ck the cost. Way I'm doin' this you sayin' I'mma boss
Written by: Xavier D Scott
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