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Drew Famous - BROOKLYN lyrics

Artist: Drew Famous

album: BROOKLYN


Every time I go up north
Bring the '04 dope, no joke
I be so dozed off. smoked out
I don't give no fucks right now
Lil bitch pipe down
What you been asking me questions for?
You should live life like a lesson hoe
Smoking on medical, read' to go
Told my old girl no more X and O's
I took the exit close
Prolly regret it though, but
I feel incredible now
I feel the best that I have in a while
I feel the pressure get heavier
I cannot let no one down
Ain't no more messing around
Heavy's the head that's anointed the crown
And I don't need that shit no more
I feel so taxed, need to relax
What made my last year so-so
Probably laid way too low
Probably worked too hard
Probably got burnt out
Probably ain't save enough
Never too lazy bruh
But I never been lazier
Bitch, shut you mouth, won't you listen to me
How many digits you think that I went through this week
How many bitches you think that's been giving me shit
So then we don't continue to speak
This shit been sending me
I don't got too many enemies till they pretend to be me
Don't you go push no agenda into my vicinity
That shit be getting to me
On God, no stop signs I seen
Come around my side when I leave
Motherfucker I gotta side with my team
You get
Hit with the beam
Extendo clip
The fuck do you mean
I don't got nothin for you bitch
I don't see what you seen
I told the gang we can sit on the music
The vision much bigger
Baby, it's worldwide
You brought your girl to the show
And she leaving with me
Now I got your girl wide
Many men, but many can't do what I do
And I'm seeing it's part of the game
Every year I cut a middle man out
Promise that we are not one in the same, ay
The flow is like quantum physics
Quantum leaps ahead of where your conscious visits
I repeat, in case some of your conscious miss it
So exquisite
I needed a quill to pen this
You couldn't dare prevent this
Story solidified
I let the digit fly
We don't do getting by
Not what I'm living by
Look
I couldn't study for class, I never left room on the paper
I cannot settle for last, for I promise dukes some acres
I got some shit to lose
But we can get risky
Know how I give it up
I put it all on the line for these lines
I remember a time when that boy would've given up
If it ain't bout money or money don't hit me
I'm sorry, it's protocol
Stock has been rising
Not too surprising
Faces be so appalled
It's funny that some of your favorites be looking to me
Ay, yuh
So I got a list of my sons written under my family tree
Ay, yuh

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