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VonOff1700 - Passing the Ladder (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VonOff1700
VonOff1700
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rashon Carter
Rashon Carter
Songwriter
Davon D Meeks
Davon D Meeks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Honchoo00
Honchoo00
Producer
Flyboi Kg
Flyboi Kg
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright (Double0)
Free my hood, ****, fuck your hood, ****
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, ****
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, ****
Alright, okay
[Chorus]
Go on 'head, diss on the gang (Go on 'head), that ain't gon' get you shit but a brand new casket (Dumbass)
Free Lil' Three, when I was down bad on my dick, he was comin', I ain't have to ask him (That's my dog)
It's a lot of Glocks in the city, but other **** just take pics, we the ones that blast 'em (For real)
Still wanna troll on the 'net, they ain't learned yet, we gon' do his ass just like the last one (Dumbass)
This not a regular Jeep, just look at the seats, you can't tell, dumbass? This the fast one
Shot his ass so many times, now he wanna change his life, this **** a pastor (His bitch ass)
The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes and shit, when you die, none of that gon' matter (For real)
And ain't nobody give me shit, I'd dumb as fuck to be passin' the ladder (The fuck?)
[Verse 1]
For the people that's here for the money, get the fuck on, I don't really need you around (For real)
They all in my face when it's right, soon as shit go left, **** nowhere to be found (The fuck?)
After them missions, I'm prayin' right after I'm sinnin' 'cause that could've been me on the ground (For real)
Uh, he askin' for help, when I was just broke as a bitch, he wouldn't even give me a pound
What the fuck be wrong with ****? I don't gotta watch my tone with **** (I don't)
I don't wanna talk, if it ain't nothin' important, I hang up the phone on **** (Bye)
Uh, I don't give a fuck 'bout rap, I still be thirsty to bounce out and dome a ****
Put this bitch to his head, knock off his dreads, I'm tryna comb a ****
All that shit she said, my mama was right, but my dumb ass ain't wanna listen
When I was a kid, ****, we couldn't afford it, that's why I don't like Christmas
They said I wouldn't be shit, now out of my family, bitch, I'm the youngest and richest (For real)
Of course I had it hard, but I gotta thank God 'cause he made me this gifted (For real)
[Chorus]
Go on 'head, diss on the gang (Go on 'head), that ain't gon' get you shit but a brand new casket (Dumbass)
Free Lil' Three, when I was down bad, on my dick, he was comin', I ain't have to ask him (That's my dog)Free Lil' Three, when I was down bad on my dick, he was comin', I ain't have to ask him (That's my dog)
It's a lot of Glocks in the city, but other **** just take pics, we the ones that blast 'em (For real)
Still wanna troll on the 'net, they ain't learned yet, we gon' do his ass just like the last one
This not a regular Jeep, just look at the seats, you can't tell, dumbass? This the fast one
Shot his ass so many times, now he wanna change his life, this **** a pastor (His bitch ass)
The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes and shit, when you die, none of that gon' matter (For real)
And ain't nobody give me shit, I'd dumb as fuck to be passin' the ladder
[Outro]
Free my hood, ****
We'll come extort your hood, ****
Free Three, ****, free Brick, ****, free Morrie
We be the ones that's creepin' on your street, ****
We'll leave you deceased, ****, for real
We put shit underneath, ****
The fuck?
Written by: Davon D Meeks, Kylann A. Griffin, Rashon Carter
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