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David Alexander Ware
David Alexander Ware
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To be honest these niggas ain't really fucking with me Prolly cause I hopped out the Trenches an didn't use the city Prolly cause I'm fucking ya main bitch an aint use a jimmy Prolly cause I'm 19 an damn near already ran through 50 It's ok tho real hustler there ain't 1 place I can't go I might fly out to the bay just buy clothes Eating steak with the plug that's my vato Use Tabasco like hot sauce Its on nigga Plus I did it on my own nigga From dead broke to breaking time zones nigga Doing 80 in 20 the ride home nigga Hear That money calling here pick up the phone Nigga Stacking all this money till it's deep as the sea I'm keep applying pressure till these niggas can't breath Ima do it 10x times betters maybe they you'll see I'm last demigod in the one I'm the king Status check take breath baby give me neck She fuck me off the humble cause I'm having shit The way she make it disappear it's like a magic trick Turn you up another tier ya ex be mad at this Hit the wood one time already feeling her vibe Change the air that's in the room she coulda swore it's the sky Niggas praying on my doom fantastic 4 when I slide Not trynna see me at the top do better closing your eyes Sink or swim good thing I brought a surf board How you expect to be a boss if you not trynna work for it Gotta put in overtime if you expecting to shine Ya dream gone stay a dream if you don't try to grind Got some shooters on my team if you get outta line Have em violate your home then I pay the fine An always in my city I'm not hard to find If you do I'm in some drip you gotta get online To be honest these niggas ain't really fucking with me Prolly cause I hopped out the trenches an didn't use the city Prolly cause I'm fucking ya main bitch an aint use a jimmy Prolly cause I'm 19 an damn near already ran through 50 It's ok tho real hustler there ain't 1 place I can't go I might fly out to the bay just buy clothes Eating steak with the plug that's my vato Use Tabasco like hot sauce Don't get confused too authentic to lose I ain't worried bout yo pockets I can tell by your shoes I'm just worried bout the profit could care less bout the views Watch how turn into the topic like my name on the news Switch lanes blow the brain Now we outta here Mulsanne like usaine Turn it up a gear My name hall of fame Just to make it clear Looking at the bottom cant believe i really started there Took the high road steep chances Count the money add it up stack it right rubber band it Was robbing rich niggas now watching out for bandits I came from Olympus but my diamonds from Atlantis Had to cut the raw minotol it enhanced it Get load start driving slow when im in transit Payed extra for the bows for them to have a safe landing The way I did it woulda thought I had planned it
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