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sumhypnotic * deeay ; lyrics / transcription

( i don’t make wishes n*gga )

( f*ck saving money
and f*ck
who gon save me)

( being get money ass n*gga
prolly best trait that god gave me )

feelings
it’s
f*ck em

ceilings
b*tch
i cut em

dealing repercussion
hit every beat
percussion

confusion
pollution
a relationship’s a nuisance

this that sh*t i knew since
gave you one chance
and you blew it

*

give me one chance
ima break it
flex yo pack
then ima take it

lack of sleep *
shakin
i had no money now *
making

( ah i’m making money )
*

in memory
of those
i crossed
chasin banko

remember me
let em think
was lost
smokin danko

f*ck yo thoughts
yo feelings
my lungs filled with sticky stanko

*

tote this b*tch like rambo
i would not fit in a lambo

big body benzo
i’m tryna f*ck yo friend though

i’m rising i still spend dough
it’s forever drop then get mo

*

f*ck saving money
and f*ck
who gon save me

get money ass n*gga
prolly best trait that god gave me

*

if a n*gga try to play me
find his mind on the limestone

ay yo baby i’m the baby
and it’s evident that i’ve grown

let lil lady drive me crazy
and why
we all know

flashbacks
arrows
i’m leader
like rack sparrow

*

(b*tch)
i’m top floor in the bas*m*nt
feel like penthouse without view

/

you ain’t gotta wonder
this n*gga is a gunner
he up til the sunner

ima goner
d*mn i thought i want her

drippin
i’m stunner
you fourth down
punter

come f*ck wit a starter
ima hustle hustle barter
you can get the right price
you jus gotta think smarter

big l!ck plotter
like fountain drip water
you think the summer hot
until you find out i’m hotter

( drop top soon * top floor sound)

memories
photos
feelin just like promo
took it to the dome though
baby well i’m well known

*

memories
oh no
hit me with the 4’4

feelin like a fo five
shallow b*tch
get no dive

*

hit harder than 12 gauge
way too high to roadrage
harder than a solid
i’m mad hatter but got no lid

*

flashbacks
oh no
i should’ve charged for photos

memories
f*ck those
you might call me a dark rose
( dark * rose )

i’m starboy
no hoe
i make the planet roto

i’m looney
loco

i just it made it home though *
was in my second city
getting money eatin combos

i’m lookin at the skyline
all these buildings
i could bomb though

*

somewhat hypnotic
you look like a target
i walk in the bank
and i make my deposit

like look what you started
ay look mom i charted!

my head up
so fed up
my problems like ninety
but ain’t one a b*tch
they more like i’m too shiny

head up
so fed up
my problems like ninety
but ain’t one be a b*tch
they more like i’m too shiny

*

tote this b*tch like rambo
i would not fit in lambo
ceilings
b*tch
i cut them

dealing repercussion
hit every beat
percussion

confusion
pollution
relationship’s
they a mof*ckin nuisance ( nuisance )

this that sh*t i knew since
like *
age six ( or four or two )

way too mothaf*ckin lit
and i gotta get real rich

cause i love to spend money
on some f*ckin expensive sh*t

*

outro
( deeay )

- deeay lyrics

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