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doctor - tmoneyc lyrics

michigan, boy!

i’m never afraid to compete
everything i start i complete
my girl completes me and when my team gets angry your gonna be deceased when i’m
gripping my handle it’s way to easy for me to clap you because i be clapping rapidly
you’ll be six feet below my feet when i put this last bullet through your brain

‘your crew be calling out’,(doctor!)(doctor!) we need a (doctor!)(doctor!)

can you get it through your brain, you ain’t as hard as you been saying’, i’m harder than serving time
my rhymes will f-ck you up like asian wine
i’m a selling -ss motherf-cker just looking for cheddar
waiting for better weather
but if it get know better then fine
staying on my grind
b-tch i’ll catch you on the flip side
f-cking get murked up when you get outta line, slap you like a b-tch said something outta line
(time) time, it’s almost 5 o’clock it’s almost time for you say good bye to my gloc,if you wanna die hurry hurry cl-ss has started and my fingers getting weary
so f-ck it why don’t i just stab out both of his eyes
so he can’t see his family cry
but that’s just how it goes, another day comes another day goes
another one lives another one gets shot dies
how can i tell these demons to get outta my, mind
and no doubt, that my face is gonna be everywhere you look
everywhere you turn, to the baby girls i’m gonna be there like a u-turn
an it’s your turn an i got the money, i got the honeys
look in my direction i got my dogs right with me
still bumping 2pac like it’s 2020
two middle fingers up f-ck the winter i like the summer
i f-cking hate the snow i f-cking hate walking in the cold
drank another 40 this ones for the soul
the next is for the homies locked up in county
screaming f-ck the police an all the hating -ss fakes i slash your face
leave you scarred or set you up an put you life behind bars
i’ve been through wars
i win and i lose i learn from mistakes and fools
i got all the tools to break you dudes
so when you come at me i’m really coming for you
so knowing that you know i get down
get messy with the bl–dy
making mothers cry (doctor!)(doctor!)

- tmoneyc lyrics

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