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meant to put a hook - doley bernays lyrics

[intro]
i hate doing this sh*t more than once
whatever

[verse 1]
things are getting wild and strange, my n*gga who knew?
i can’t trust them people i love, so shawty, who you?
plug ain’t just pop up in my phone like he was u2
got mad when his kids threw my music up on the youtube
said there ain’t no reason, or rap, doing what you do
but i’ma get this money and rap like i got a loose screw
i just dropped an order that weight up to like a bruce bruce
what’s the point of toting that chopper if you don’t shoot*shoot?
seen a n*gga die with his chopper, hit wit’ a deuce*deuce
this year i had to tighten the circle ’cause it got too loose
cut ties with some people i love, y’all go do you
nothing lasts forever but time and that’ll prove true
but tip, this ain’t atl, you ain’t new new
b*tch, i’m not dealing in love, i deal in voodoo
some people, they could never be loved, can’t be no new truce
rap game or slave game, that deal a new noose
grindin’ for that mansion for mama, don’t need a new coupe
dark and h*ll is hot, and down here, i can’t tell who’s who
no room for me to trust anybody, ’cause that’s what fools do
plus, please tell me what all the rules do?
when mama only come up was putting money in sou*sous
my unc’ died, mama had me, life is a true loop
probably just a blessing to stop her from going cuckoo
tell hov when i’m reflecting, they tellin’ me i’m the new you
who would think that young boy, the second floor, get a new view?
watch the jealousy from these n*ggas, heart’s break, a crew too
meant to put a hook but i’m tellin’ you what the truth do
[refrain]
meant to put a hook with some catchy sh*t, man, f*ck that
meant to put a hook ’bout some money sh*t, b*tches love that
meant to put a hook ’bout some k!llin’ sh*t, where my gun at?
meant to put a hook ’bout a father, know where yo’ son at
i meant to put a hook ’bout the band so bring the drums back

[interlude]
sitting here talking to me, we laughing and talking
then i ask my little sister like, what’s going on in the neighborhood?
but they talking ’bout, “sh*t dead. why you talking ’bout you was down?”
like as if you knew about it, and i was like “yeah”
so i was tellin’ her, i say “watch when i get out of here
i’m k!lling every motherf*ckin’ thing”

[verse 1]
i done fell numb to everything, i don’t feel much
bro stared at his glock .23 and said this real love
n*ggas think i owe ’em, they crazy or on some real drugs
ain’t a n*gga breathin’ a reason my pockets filled up
spent all yo’ time beefin’ online, man, y’all don’t drill much
put two*hundred bands on the road, i got ’em sealed up
da ain’t ever sn*tched up yo’ load, so y’all don’t feel us
i run with dealers, they say it was tons in them eighteen*wheelers
i fund a war, i sn*tch the money to pay the k!llers
just left detroit, looked up to meech, did it the realest
two sisters, one mama, i’m ordering three chinchilas
n*ggas tough, get indicted and turn into bryson tiller
n*ggas spun, caught a tense, but’ll k!ll ’em before they heal up
put a bullet through my boo, but that didn’t achilles’ heel us
didn’t even derail us
i get high when bodies drop but i promise you this the realest
this really us, nine days more by la familia
when they try and do the right thing, they try billin’ ya
i been chillin’ but, gangsters told me wake ceilings up
y’all ain’t k!llin’ us, give a f*ck ’bout who ain’t feelin’ us
mask off in broad day, i’m john dillinger
sold controlled substance, dog food, in cylinders
we ain’t regular, we all crew, we sinister
when i pop sh*t, it’s religious like prime ministers
nick dan told me “stay calm, finish yo’ dinner up”
we ain’t stop eatin’ a little, so hard winters up
i’m still smoking that zaza, with windows up
can’t believe we thought that these bozos, a finish us
meant to put a hook but i talk*talk, and they trust that
[refrain]
meant to put a hook with some catchy sh*t, man, f*ck that
meant to put a hook ’bout some money sh*t, b*tches love that
meant to put a hook ’bout some k!llin’ sh*t, where my gun at?
meant to put a hook ’bout the band so bring the drums back

[outro]
can i get a drum or somethin’?

- doley bernays lyrics

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