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Ashley Deyj - Black Coffee lyrics

Artist: Ashley Deyj

album: Black Coffee


Uh huh
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Don't cower now
Don't shy away
Don't be scared
Take the crown
This right here a killer beat
I'm killing it
This right here my killer flow
Killer flow, killer flow
I make them boys look pitiful
Dispicable
I should ridicule
Take everything that means anything
That means everything cause they
Been a mule
Like take over on they block
Rise up on they chart
Or maybe I should do like 50 did
Don't care and just name drop
Circle 'round in they lot
Bet they want what we cop (I cop)
Drop gems like jewel smugglers
Leave a miracle in yo spot
Painting pictures
Just hear the sound
You can visualize
What I got
Talent over violins
Just pull strings
And they shot
Ya'll lit we hot
My sound travel don't stop
A decimal to ya'll watch
I'm lyrical ya'll not
Blooming fast like daffodils
Since day one boy
I been real
Eye for eye or tit for tat
Don't tip your hand
Go blow for blow
It's how you stand
How we show
Never scared cause
I'm a man
You play with me
I'll go for broke
Don't play with me boy
I'll go for broke
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Don't cower now
Don't shy away
Don't be scared
Take the crown
Your hustle ok
But your vibe a little off
Insecure looks like that
Pride is wiping off
Do less move more
Swag ain't substance
Always talking about yourself
In that club shit
Watching you
Like watching a car crash
Said she's crazy
Glad that you survived that
Don't want money slipping
Through cracks
Play like ping pong
And flip up racks
You talk a lot of shit
That's why she stays up
You see that's fake love
We ain't the same
My girl ain't break up
Feds be tryna watch me
Cops be trying to block me
I ain't even cocky
I know god got me
How they hate my start
Love my art
But won't know my heart
Got love for hustlers
Cause life made me hard
Safety tactic for all my scars
Been through the wringer
So the ring
Couldn't give me pause
Crazy how diamonds I make
Come from my scars
That's living proof
Of what god can do
I sacrificed in the desert
To get this to you yeah!
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Speed it up
Don't slow it down
Don't bite the dust
Don't hit the ground
Don't cower now
Don't shy away
Don't be scared
Take the crown

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