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red supreme sweater - d'shaun lyrics

yeah
look at how you made me uh

[hook]

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me do

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me uh

[verse 1]
phone calls with the homies
cell phones was prepaid
f*ckin’ with that auto*tune
in school they’d call me t*pain

i was out at metzger 7th, 8th grade
i met cdav, me, him, koran, and e*a
our teacher be like behave

this sh*t’s a marathon, run with the nine like it’s a relay
was smokin’ dope with d*george and them hxgg n*ggas in 10th grade
i felt like 11, that’s when sh*t started to get strange
i threw the cap like shmurda, and it ain’t came down to this day

i was so ecstatic that day that ****** had just got out of jail
that n*gga a real blood, that n*gga’ll never tell
when i was young, i wanna be like him, cause he was catchin’ fades
threw on them gloves and felt like odell beckham started catchin’ plays

i felt like i lost my soul, frankie bev was in a maze
fentanyl and adderall, i ain’t slept in four days
then i started snappin’, i was right back to my old ways
troy back from paso swear them opps gon’ have a long day

[hook]
this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me do

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me do

look

[verse 2]

we really do this, got a lineage of shooters
my cousin told me that we could not be cousins if i do this
cause then i’m a walk in target, a walking target for some losers
so we keep an anonymity, to amnesty the crew up
how i live like politicians, i keep pole and get nominated
random donations from different dealers and occupations
first turn up the city, that’ll make enough my n*ggas make it
then it turned to n*ggas plotting total world domination

i was in them rentals, road running was my occupation
in between them cities, service spotty than a dalmatian
serving like a doctor, couple fiends, a couple loyal patients
no airbags in this bucket, gotta drive it patient (talk that sh*t)

used to eyeball well, sold so much i don’t need a scale
told n*ggas keep the change like wishing wells, and wished them well
y’all was live on periscope, that pack came on a parasail

plug became my best friend
he know d’shaun very well
he know bishop very well
he know troy very well

starting up a movement, now this sh*t just getting scarier
i run with my dogs like the staffordshire terrier
rest in peace to grams
they buried me when they had buried her (rest in peace grams)

now i don’t give a f*ck about no opp sh*t, it’s not this (f*ck yall)
targeted by police cause we smoking posting chopsticks (f*ck yall)
even had a pig follow n*ggas on st. mary’s strip, (f*ck yall)
pulled me over, then turned off that camera, that’s some scary sh*t

asked if we’ve been smoking, i’m like, “oink n*gga, you know this.”
somehow beat all the charges, lawyer 20/20 focus
so i’m focused, spent some days in jail, but i ain’t do no long stint
soon as i got out, threw on them chains and f*cked a bad b*tch

soon as i got out, i’m at the spot, i ordered mad sh*t
then i hit the store and shorty copped the boy like 5 fits (wow)
i be on that slime sh*t, did some do or die sh*t
only hop outs, them boys don’t do no drive*by’s n’ sh*t
(doop doop doop)

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me do

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
this how daddy raised me
this is what the streets made

this how momma raised me
this is what the streets made
look at how you made me
look what you made me do

r*y*l*t*y sh*t you know what i’m sayin

- dshaun lyrics

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