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DC The Don

Kswiss Days

 

Kswiss Days

(álbum: DC Run Music - 2018)


Huh
Yeah

See I ain't get it out the subs, nigga
I had to get it out the mud, nigga
Sweat, tears, and the blood, nigga
My momma was a stud, nigga
My uncle told me he the plug, nigga
I looked at him like "That's what's up nigga"
I ain't fuck with scrub niggas
My cousin told me "Buckle up nigga"
Cause in these streets there ain't no love, nigga
So I never trust niggas
Ain't wait on your friends, it's only us nigga
Know all my brothers, they'll touch niggas (huh)
Shout out auntie and my momma and them
They show support, it's only right I stack my commas for them
Plus I was bad, I know that shit was like a challenge to them
That shit amazing how I came up from the bottom with them
When I was sneaking out that motherfucking backdoor
Cousin Cudi used to hide them dom bags in the sock drawer
Told him "Stop that shit, like what you doin'"? you a natural"
Nigga fuck the ruben, I need loot, I need a bag full
But that ain't real, nigga
Now you ain't real, nigga
Like every night I cried to sleep, I had the chills nigga
And everytime I shed a tear and made it clear nigga
That ain't nobody helping out it starts from here nigga
And if that nigga talking shit
Imma pull up at his crib
Imma knock his ass out and imma show him how I live
Imma show him what it's like to see failure right in your mirror
Take your heart right out your chest, let you finally meet your fears
Told my auntie, imma kill for my nigga Mitchi
Niggas talking about him, on God they gotta see me
I don't care 'cause on my soul he gotta get his fucking head rocked
I'm not just anybody, like Drizzy, I'm from Burrock
Like who up nigga?
Get out the house nigga
I don't live for sin, no I was sleeping on the couch nigga
Picking crumbs up out the trash I'm like the Grouch nigga
Ask my brothers and them, I swear to God they often vouch nigga
Cousin Milly sleeping with them motherfuckin roaches
Rest in peace to lil Meech, that was my motherfucking shoulder
And if he got something I need, better cough up like pneumonia
Cause if not, chopper gon' have you Milly Rocking like Mac Naueuer nigga
What nigga?
Ion sup nigga, say wassup
Thug nigga, I'm above niggas, issa dub nigga
Scrub nigga, in the club nigga, that ain't love nigga
Cause nigga, all your cause niggas eating mud nigga
Bitches tell me first that's on my guys that's on the streets back
Bitch I'm in that beemer still swerving with my seat back
Hit the industry they like "The fuck? Like who is these caps?"
Cause bitch I'm finally here and imma let that fucking thing clap
Bop, bop, bop, pull up on them like wassup-sup
Niggas want me dead, bitch I'm a murderer, I'm a [?]
Bock star, shooters [?] bitches like a rock star
Mob star, pull up in that ghost, up in that cop car
Bitch nigga, you a bitch nigga
On the six nigga, lit nigga, getting rich nigga
For that clit nigga
Snitch nigga, you a snitch nigga
Hit the ditch nigga, least nigga, shoot with ease [?]
Crawl nigga, imma crawl bitch until I can ball nigga
Raw nigga
Hard nigga, hit the mob while spinning all niggas
Star nigga, ice on freezer bite me 'til I thaw nigga
Nigga I been [?] since 2016 bitch
Bro got that bumblebee, draco with no sting bitch
Doom got them hands, rock and roll just like a thing bitch
Never had a pint of dirt on mine, I keep em clean bitch
Got them good on my shoes, look like Billie Jean
Gotta keep it low, I got a girl, these hoes be feeling me
Take that shit for granted, I be left off these money [?]
Niggas say they run up on The Don, that shit be killing me
Like who up nigga?
I'm out the house, bitch
Better watch your words
Niggas get killed up running they mouth bitch
Had to make it big, shit I'd be damned to see them in doubt bitch
Niggas say they robbing, that's one thing I'll never doubt
On the gang gang, Bitch you can't get mang tamed bitch
Niggas riding for some clout, stay in your lane lane bitch
Its amazing, every day work, now I'm famous
Tame shit, want K shit, it's just to say shit
Back then, never pay kid, it ain't fade shit
Worked hard out the basement now I don't say shit
Bape shit, Rickie Rolls on my Somade shit
Lane switch, gotta thank the Lord I finally made it

Yeah, finally made it
Yeah, I finally made it, from the ground up
Niggas doubted now they surprised
Unexpected destination if you ain't stick through the ride nigga
Huh
Worldwide

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