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detroit - def lyrics

detroit x def resurrected

(chorus)
i’m finna go and turn up buy a hundred thousand dollar car
n-gg-s switching up, i can’t f-ck with f-ck boys anymore
all my n-gg-s hustle, you get money? i bet we getting more(hold on hold on)
you get money or i bet you f-cking starve
came up on the block, you hit the dash if they came in a taurus
all i ride is chevy, i whip a maro like i would a foreign
lil n-gg- done came up, i’m a big dawg you a little boy
went from living in the projects to condos f-cking with detroit

(verse 1)
i don’t know nothing bout sh-t, everyday i wake up solid
20k around my neck, h-ll yeah i know i’m a target
i watched them n-gg-s all go fed, i ain’t dumb to take that option
i don’t want yo little money, i can tell you moving scotty
i came up in the trap, a couple zips inside the couches
you couldn’t take the trash out, you might throw away some profit
f-ck them older n-gg-s, since 11 i been popping
they ain’t wanna see me shine, they used to act like i was toxic
ain’t feel what i was going through, but i ain’t ask for nathan
i did what i had to do, i stacked it up across the nation
n-gg- i be vibing different levels this that jay-z
hustles, hoes, and k!llas vibe to all my mp3’s
f-ck it i’m rich, i’m from an era where n-gg-s scream get money over a b-tch
n-gg-s was lost, i know a barbie who pretty as sh-t and she all bout a flip

and she like a n-gg-, she go get down
she go up up make you lay in the ground
we hit the club, make it rain on a b-tch
burn out the lot, when we pulling out

(verse 2)
i hit the highway, i turn it sideways
music on up, i stay in focus
i stop in cities, politic with n-gg-s and pretty b-tches
i can’t move bogus
people be telling and i got a plug on the k!llas
i ain’t going back being broke, f-ck going back moving c-ke
it’s either meth or the boy, and i want a load
f-ck a b-tch, i want another b-tch
i want two of em, i like whole hoes
lately, i been feeling too real
i tell all my b-tches they n-gg-s bozos
ex drug dealer, master in hustling
i ain’t got no manners, call her a b-tch, she acting stubborn
f-ck a record label, i just cut myself a budget
all them n-gg-s changed up, f-ck em they was suckas
lied and said i loved her, i ain’t love her
she a freak b-tch
but she so loyal, she go f-ck it up to a sneak diss
hundred thousand dollar whip, smash it like a dope rental
pull up to the projects in it, motivate the young n-gg-s
riding round the city with a pretty b-tch, shooting subliminals
teaching pretty b-tches, ain’t no future with no broke n-gg-s

- def lyrics

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