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Everybody claim they eatin', but we don't cater to it
I'm from Louisiana, you know I'm addin' flavor to it
I feel finessed two times by the way that they view it
It's cool when they do it, but it's a problem when my God do it
I ain't paranoid, I just move with discernment
They say they ridin' why them wheels wasn't dirty
My Bible on the dash, I keep that 40 too
I call that King James Worthy
Got no time for no excuses, my kids hungry, you heard me
Yeah, I'm a boss, pay attention, been hustlin' for years
Where my dogs, we be turnin' them crumbs into meals
I pray to God that every soul in my circle is real
Keep it trill, them consequences don't care how you feel
They on that demon time, I put my foot on them stoops
If they ain't on what I been on, then I might chunk up the deuce
Or spin the block in the coupe while I'm rearrangin' the view
But if I let my dogs out the kennel, they turn the prey into food
Ooh, yeah, they keep praying I lose
I ain't even got to pour the yak, I'm gettin' lit from they boos
Cool, now let me bust down the jewels
I can care less about your stripes, cause I don't play by your rules
Ooh, I'm a boss, pay attention, been hustlin' for years
Where my dogs, we be turnin' them crumbs in the meals
I pray to God that every soul in my circle is real
Keep it trill, them consequences don't care how you feel
I'm a boss, pay attention, been hustlin' for years
Where my dogs, we be turnin' them crumbs in the meals
I pray to God that every soul in my circle is real
Keep it trill, them consequences don't care how you feel



Writer(s): Raymond Anderson Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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