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men in black - redwood beatz lyrics

[intro: king desto]
aye, ian gone lie (desto in da building)
i said i wasn′t gonna do anymore drill sh*t but
imma tap in to dis hoe for my n*gga miko

[verse 1: king desto]
we don’t do no beefin′, no socials (at all)
yo block? yea we posted, not postin’ sh*t for the ‘net (for the net)
told my youngins keep spinnin′ ya block
send shots at yo′ top and my n*gga you know the rest (paow, paow)
f*ck a vest, knock his ass off
he become a threat (he become a threat)
put that clip to his dread like a d*mn beret
said it cost to be the boss (lil’ b*tch!)
n i paid my debt forreal
i get yo ass gone, won′t put it in songs
they talking too much, yeah they doing it wrong
(they doin’ that wrong)
they be runnin′ down plays on cellular phones
if they feds ain’t come yet, it won′t be too long
forreal (forreal), independent, im not signin’ no deals
unless they talkin’ about payin′ my bills
i′m hungry as f*ck, all i want is a meal
still strugglin’ b*tch i′m just keeping it real
i feel my time comin’
to the top (to the top)
yeah, i′m manifesting it
if we come as a unit
we cannot be stop but
mudaf*kas wan’ plex n sh*t
n i′m matchin’ energy (energy)
king desto, they feelin’ my entity
get the f*ck out my face before it′s too late
have them men in black erase yo′ memory
(bye, bye) forreal
yall thought i was finish?
that’s just the beginning
that ain′t even my best sh*t (that ain’t even my)
eatin′ track for dinner
the beat i deminish
make it real then dress it (dress it up and make it real for me)
i look in the mirror, all i see is winner
keep ya foot on they next b*tch (let’s get it)
i see no contender, chances gettin′ slimmer
say mikey hit em with dat sh*t
[hook: miko517]
they settin’ up traps, they tappin’ them phones
no i am chattin′ keep sh*t on the low
got deals for low, tryna get this sh*t sold
run up the money, sh*t run up dem dollas
if it′s static lil n*gga, it be known
sh*t let it be known, don’t put on a show
got commas on commas come thru mikey phone
got commas on commas, got commas on commas

[verse 2: miko517]
i ain′t play no role, ain’t no talent show
but my life is a movie, let that be known
yours can be too if you want the smoke
but these clips won′t reverse
bust shots at yo dome
lil b*tch take my soul then she gotta go
b*tch ain’t no priority, i hope she know
only ones is the paper, cheese that gwalla, da money
only chasin the bl*
da blues my n*gga, you a fool lil n*gga
if you think you gone take some from me
been thru it to earn it, you got me f*cked up
gone call dat coroner, tell em come pick em up
desto n*ggas be b*tches huh?
postin′ gangsta on social sites
but they ain’t no snitch?
dumb n*gga that’s snitchin′, you trippin′
we ain’t gettin′ involved with dat
you have fun with dat
but dis b*tch here, imma have fun with her
lil b*tch gon’ listen and that′s a must
doggystyle, beat it up then i gotta duck
on god, on god
[hook: miko517]
they settin’ up traps, they tappin′ them phones
no i am chattin’ keep sh*t on the low
got deals for low, tryna get this sh*t sold
run up the money, sh*t run up dem dollas

[hook: king desto]
and i’m matchin′ energy
king desto, they feeling my entity
get the f*ck out my face before it′s too late
have them men in black erase yo’ memory (bye, bye, forreal)

[outro: miko517]
add up them commas n*gga
only thang on my mind, runnin′ laps to this sh*t
marathon in this b*tch to the paper my n*gga
don’t get mad if you left behind
if you left behind hoe

- redwood beatz lyrics

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