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Dead & Gone

 

Dead & Gone

(album: The Jeffery EP VI - 2018)


Yeah nigga mic check nigga uhh yeah nigga yuh
Know where we going Yo
Ep Six let's get it

I rap like I got sickle cell
Sick as hell
Hell I might get sent to hell
But I don't give a hell
And is that fear I smell
Fear smell just like Taco Bell
My hoe became a police officer I'm fucking 12
I'm immature as well, act like I'm fucking twelve
She think she All That I cancelled her like Keenan Kel (bye)
And God know me well I'm not an infidel
Like Kevin Gates they kicked my face outside of Heavens Gates
I went to hell I couldn't wait I had to go and escape
And then I got away and now I float in space
These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home
The fuck you on the fuck you put inside my fucking bong
I'm smoking strong mane I thought y'all niggas fucking on
Yeah
Sticks and stones
Jeffery stuck and stoned
I'm trying to do this B-I-G just like I'm Puffy Combs
I'm in the end zone
You in the friend zone
I bet my New York bitch gon' pull up with some timbs on (watch)
I'm higher than a drone
I'm in the O zone
Girl get your hustle on Jeffery put his hoes on

Damn it feel good to be a rap nigga
Look at all these hoes tryna fit in the picture
Niggas want me dead like I'm Adolf Hitler
If I die climb out the grave like Thriller (let's go)
All my friends are dead just like Uzi said (right)
Money over bitches Ima choose the bread (right)
Ay Fuck I look like tryna be a newlywed (uh)
The only time I go to court is if its for divorce (yea)

-Ay bruh real talk bruh y'all rap niggas need to know bruh
I got enough kids bruh stop biting off me bruh
I ain't got no mo' no more room for no more sons mane
Child support higher than a bitch bruh y'all niggas got me fucked up bruh y'all better go copy someone else

These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home

These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell but I keep coming home

Damn it feel good to be a pimp
She wanna hit the blunt but she keep getting skipped
She took me out to lunch I ordered shrimp
And I ain't buy the food or the drinks or the tip
You want me Dead And Gone like Justin like TIP
These blue faced hundreds mane my money bank crip
Go sign to Above get ya silly ass ripped (off!)
If I go to hell that's a well deserved trip (let's go)
If I go to hell I ain't even tripping
I pull up to Hell's Kitchen and wash dishes
Invite a couple bitches to fuck Satan
He downstairs waiting
He waiting with some patients

These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell, but I keep coming home

These niggas want me dead
They want me dead and gone
They want me sent to hell, but I keep coming home

EP Six motherfucker

done

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