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last breath - dee watkins lyrics

(z*z*zero)
yeah
mm, this b*tch
(equinox made it)

[verse 1]
look, ay, i’m goin’ crazy i gotta get rich
cause i was broke and that sh*t made me sick
this for my momma was late on the rent
only one option go hit you a l!ck
keep the beat goin’ cause i need a vick
i heard another opp block got spent
i not the type to get caught in the mix
but i’m gon’ slide if you speak on me b*tch

[chorus]
i know, money don’t make you happy, but i’m fine though
(fine though)
i thought you was real, what the f*ck you lied for? (for)
what the f*ck i let you waste my time for?
so i come in with a blindfold, yeah*

[verse 2]
i f*ck up better than all of them n*ggas (all of them)
shе like lil’ d you a doggish lil’ n*gga (uh)
shut the f*ck up when i’m talkin’ lil’ n*gga
spеak on the lil’ d and i’m offin’ a n*gga (yeah)
percs in my body got drugs in my system
somebody tell me what’s up with these n*ggas (yeah)
foreign got shot got me clutchin’ my pistol (yeah)
f*ck all that i ain’t trustin’ these n*ggas
[post*verse]
i don’t feel no pain off the drugs i be loaded
perky to the brain, got me up i be floatin’
i might got insane all this money is controllin’
ay, gotta go get it i want it
don’t f*ck with these n*ggas they phony

[bridge]
look me in my eyes, tell me what you see
a gangsta in the skies, that’s what they seem to be
errbody dyin’, faces on a t
momma steady cryin’, i’ll be d*mned if it’s me

[interlude: various news broadcasts]
now, we have breaking news over night: grammy nominated rapper, nipsey hussle, shot and k!lled outside his own clothing store in los angeles—

twenty four men have been charged with murder in the death of up*and*coming rap star xxxtentacion—

alright, now turning to the news, and the music world is mourning the loss of brooklyn rapper, pop smoke, who was shot and k!lled in los angeles today—

a dallas rapper was murdered outside of this car on i*35, near the dallas route—

rapper king von and his group were at the night club before making their way here to monaco hookah lounge, then the parking lot where chaos ensued—

[verse 3]
d*mn, sh*t getting realler and realler
can’t leave the house with no pistol
’cause you don’t know how it’s gon’ go
you might just run into your k!ller
sh*t getting out of control, better go get you a pole
n*gga ’cause only lord knows when it’s your time to go
[outro]
you feel me?
this rap sh*t dangerous
you know this sh*t ain’t—
this sh*t ain’t the same no more
you feel me?
it’s so easy to die, it’s so easy to go, and i’ll be d*mned if it be me

lil’ d

- dee watkins lyrics

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