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ROPS1 - D.O.N 2.0
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We ain't belivin' in them lies, trust me they ain't real Tell the truth up in your raps so you gon end up getting drilled Yeah I rep that 6-4 catch me up in C-Town Still up in my hood I'm doing good nah we don't beef clowns I been on my block cuz, saddy bags and shotguns Run up on the kid and you'll get got before them cops come Everyones a rapper now, and they're all trappin' lots Try and violate and you'll get slapped up for a (half a noz [?]) We gettin' music money so them sticks be legit my bro just came home i took him out so we can cop some things And next year, w? gon be takin trips I put that money wher? my mouth is told my haters "suck my d**k" oi I bossed up, who's sayin' I didn't? I knew this sh*t was gonna happen now I'm really out here livin' New trackies when I step up on stage I use to rock the same trackies for the same 10 days T-house whatcha know about that? Coppers hate the way I live so I be walkin' with stacks Enemies talkin' wax they can't get their hands on gatts Get that pack taken quick and you ain't gonna do jack Yeah my names heavy cuz Who's tryna say it ain't? Me n' M-T was on the backroad with a rusty blade Now it's new things we don't do now handouts Four tenths get chopped up and clothes they get burned oi I ain't with these games nah f**k a little diss I swear It's all fun and games untill they paint it on a shirt F**k a million views I want a million in cash I ain't tryna sign for a hundred thou' and that's facts I been on my independent sh*t, getting independat cheques stackin cash for my son I ain't out here tryin' to flex Trappin out the whip all we doin' drops on road They only trapin' for the fashion while I'm savin' for a home oi Seven figures and I'll blow it in a day Why you tryin' to act gangster when you scared to catch a case? I use to spend bare racks at JD now I, pick what I want send the invoice and they pay me I find it funny how this sh*t really works Told em' I was next up when I was stuck on the curb Now they call me young Kers, I'm the prince of the game New money new clothes got me feelin' some way B*t*hes hate the way I am because they're bummy and broke They ain't even got a rack to their name is that a joke oi B*t*h I'm a goat, stop sayin I ain't, I got more money than your mans and you still wanna hate Thinkin' that I owe em somthin' I don't owe them gronks a thing I just made a fat stack so I'ma cop another ring I got em' hating on the fact that I do music They hatin' but I know just for a fact that they can't do this
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