DTB Chris - Closer than Most Lyrics

Lyrics Closer than Most - DTB Chris



Yeah
Huh
Haha
I do this for all the mutherfucking soldiers
Huh
Eighthunnindbooming
Yea I changed baby I went through both heaven and hell
So they sleeping on me bet ring them up just like bells
To all my fucking opps they gon catch all these shells
Got no co-sign I got the money not nothing else
I'm a g nigga wearing polo just pop out
Niggas want the smoke but get tight when I pop now
You gon talk that tuff shit but hide when glocks out
Played a gangsta till in court you're like god why now
Niggas talking tuff shit but they not really on it
Y'all my opps I done wiped y'all
Y'all not my opponents
State to state doing shows nigga know how I'm rolling
Not on g making money moves if I'm not posting
Niggas take shit literal just live by the moment
Y'all gon see the breesh I'm not just gon head show it
Selling dubs right on g block that's where I was posted
I was so broke niggas had to go days without lotion
She just got heartbroken I'm the shoulder to cry on
Don't play with my gangsta I always keep on that fire
8HunnidBoomin just know imma run miles
They like babyboy why you always gotta keep lying
I'm like tyrese gotta man up stop all the crying
Got no babymamas but got a family to feed
Niggas know on my body I'm a different type breed
Niggas copying other niggas while I'm being me
Gotta be closer to god got too many sins
This is my world I'm in control nigga like sims
You gon catch two shots Tupac bove the rim
Call my knock Taylor the way it go head and swift
She a chocolate I love baby gimme a kiss
Shoutout kai and duke but honestly got the rizz
Feel like Adam and Eve baby I love my ribs
She wanna suck this Johnson but this nothing like Dre
Imma get this paper 800 different type ways
I keep that John on me just know shit getting wicked
Tryna go against me shit is quiet like crickets
All these bitches is my maids not talking bout minute
I'm just tryna go get paid yea right up in full
If in alpo position I'll never go fold
That's your day one mans he still went head and told
Making sure to watch the niggas that are real close
Muffins y'all niggas is throwing muffins
Niggas ain't up in the field with the guns nigga we was tussling
Niggas feening for drugs they coughing need robitussin
Niggas pump faking reaching into they pocket they all bluffing
Look Yeah I got shit but it is really nothing
If it's one on one pussy yo trust me you don't want it
I don't want beef lil nigga I just want the money
Talking big stacks to the point I'm never again yawning look
I'm in deep range hit the game winner like book
Day one nigga put breesh right onto your books
I'm a vet in this shit they put me as a lil rook
Step back left hand I'm like harden I cook
My opportunity's gone I'm the person that took
Competition is gone all these niggas just suck
Your time is up buddy you just ran outta luck
Who really fucking with me just keep it a buck
Gang, gang, gang
Glk, Glk, Bow
Eighthunnidbooming
Oh shit, oh shit
Huh
Like
Glk, Glk



Writer(s): Christopher Baron


DTB Chris - The Prophecy
Album The Prophecy
date of release
09-12-2023




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