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superstitious - dolla deem lyrics

what ever you got you should cherish ni**a
cuz’ another prolly a never get it ever
real shit
never got handed more you could deal with
deal with it
can’t accept these ni**as tryna get me
so the steal kept . .
real sh*t

verse:
i’m yelling free my fucking co-d
blowing on this o.g with my 9.0.g homie, if not i’m by my lonely
devoted quote vocal pro or logic for this money
doing what they told me don’t let em’ dethrone me
or let em get to know me enough to try & expose me
but safe to say i’m really really real you can’t control me
or come blackmail look at these black males in bachs
back to back chilled while the yack spill
they wanna hit us with plenty rack bails
but we will not trail behind society grimey til’ we in hell
exhale after running for dare life from the police
even back in school i knew life had more to show me
like friends that ain’t friends
gained a lot of them cuz’ i’m nice with this ink pen
have hoes open up off of what i am dressed in
visions of gold throne lions as a pet man
cone lit in left hand dome while the jet land
disbelief in her eyes she asking why you chose me
schooled her to fly shit put l.v on rolly polly’s
lb’s can be afforded she wanna learn how to roll it
i told her she gotta hit it though
cuz’ you know i’m superstitious hoe
they say that’s bad luck
penny found heads up thinking i done lucked up
boi you got me fucked up
this life a get ya head bussed
careful what you ask for
but imma want it all ni**a
y’all slipping
we all split it kome see us all winning
don with it palm on my b-lls chillin, dom sippin
tar image all black main, venchy & margiela
mobbin through your city
& fuck the law is the motto for us young niggas
loud lighting you could hear us when we come hella bands & the drums with us
king i would never make not one of you design me
money off all that work you’ll think the crew retired
new attire snake i’ll skin ya & make a shoe up out ya
& walk over ya corpes now i’m louibotin n’
different mind set yes sunset at lax
can’t wait to scoop the homie i.v. from the cell
in a all white ghost he’ll say i milked the game well
to the port then the air
remember we was so young we ain’t even have bail & neither one of us tell
salute to the real
plus the ones dead or gone just know we still here repping till meet again up in heaven or hell
up in heaven or hell
while we scream

look how we engraved our names and made a way for them (2x)

- dolla deem lyrics

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