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{Intro}
Dyme-A
GO2
Uh
{Verse 1}
Jumping in
Down on my luck but I’m up again
It’s sad, nigga, you suffering
They don’t know what the fuck that they up against
Uh
Fuck it then
Comp getting crushed, need supplements
Crushing on your slut like a fucking man
You was just a nut not my fucking twin
Uh
A cup of gin
And why they call him Dyme-A-Duzin then?
A sparse of bars, you need the Father God to structure them
The artists that I sonned, I’m still subbing them
Honest since the dollar van I knew I’d be a Don, it’s in my government
Astonished at the way the most high aligned this
It’s bigger than finally being famous, ages Sean Don’s shits
Cuz I’ll gladly lead the Sean on some Sean John shit
Distributе equity and knowledge, keep thе projects striving
Sign with Sean so the rock is solid
Controversial like the pink and purple Polos Kan’ rocked in College
Feeling destined to throw up the diamond
I cut my album round with Hov the reasonable doubt
But there’s still a reason you doubted
Bitch I’m so crowned
?
?
Things to be proud of
Keep it a thousand
Can’t make niggas drink but you can lead to the fountain
Flows seasoned the drought and now they flowing like we broke the levees
Nigga never settlin’
This for the city, nigga
Im a warrior
I never worry, nigga
Is you-
(Is you ready, nigga?)
When them heart getting heavy nigga would you go and get it?
Would you hesi’ nigga
Is you
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
Just let the pressure come in and settle in
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
{Verse 2}
Game got me on some retirement shit
Things are not as clear as I envisioned
Bunch of fake Drakes and diet Kendricks
(Who’s car you pullin?)
Copy-Paste stars
It’s tasteless
No style or lyrics
Dancing and singing in synchronicity like Stylistics
Feeling like competitions nonexistent
I’m responsible for codeine and the chronic blinding our prescriptive
Snitches in my line business
So my lines encrypted
So much crip ties and the 9s they think I’m riding 6’s
So many 9’s and 10’s in the 6 I feel like I’m DVSN
Jordan and Pippin how ?? divide the dividends
From the United States where violence speaks and minds imprisoned
Immigrant parents stripped from families stuck inside a system
But we’ll celebrate ice train and gang while the ICE agents deport and divide us
It’s cold as ice, ain’t it?
Uh
For the set I’m never finna settle nigga
‘Til the melanin contest the metals, nigga
Feel the metal hit you, nigga, if you meddle, nigga
Is you-
(Is you ready, nigga?)
{Outro}
(Is you ready to die for this shit, motherfucker?)
(Is you ready to die for this pussy, nigga?)
(Is you ready to die for your set?)
(I’m ready)
(We gon’ kill your ass)
(I’m ready)
(Uh)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
{Intro}
Dyme-A
GO2
Uh
{Verse 1}
Jumping in
Down on my luck but I’m up again
It’s sad, nigga, you suffering
They don’t know what the fuck that they up against
Uh
Fuck it then
Comp getting crushed, need supplements
Crushing on your slut like a fucking man
You was just a nut not my fucking twin
Uh
A cup of gin
And why they call him Dyme-A-Duzin then?
A sparse of bars, you need the Father God to structure them
The artists that I sonned, I’m still subbing them
Honest since the dollar van I knew I’d be a Don, it’s in my government
Astonished at the way the most high aligned this
It’s bigger than finally being famous, ages Sean Don’s shits
Cuz I’ll gladly lead the Sean on some Sean John shit
Distributе equity and knowledge, keep thе projects striving
Sign with Sean so the rock is solid
Controversial like the pink and purple Polos Kan’ rocked in College
Feeling destined to throw up the diamond
I cut my album round with Hov the reasonable doubt
But there’s still a reason you doubted
Bitch I’m so crowned
?
?
Things to be proud of
Keep it a thousand
Can’t make niggas drink but you can lead to the fountain
Flows seasoned the drought and now they flowing like we broke the levees
Nigga never settlin’
This for the city, nigga
Im a warrior
I never worry, nigga
Is you-
(Is you ready, nigga?)
When them heart getting heavy nigga would you go and get it?
Would you hesi’ nigga
Is you
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
Just let the pressure come in and settle in
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
{Verse 2}
Game got me on some retirement shit
Things are not as clear as I envisioned
Bunch of fake Drakes and diet Kendricks
(Who’s car you pullin?)
Copy-Paste stars
It’s tasteless
No style or lyrics
Dancing and singing in synchronicity like Stylistics
Feeling like competitions nonexistent
I’m responsible for codeine and the chronic blinding our prescriptive
Snitches in my line business
So my lines encrypted
So much crip ties and the 9s they think I’m riding 6’s
So many 9’s and 10’s in the 6 I feel like I’m DVSN
Jordan and Pippin how ?? divide the dividends
From the United States where violence speaks and minds imprisoned
Immigrant parents stripped from families stuck inside a system
But we’ll celebrate ice train and gang while the ICE agents deport and divide us
It’s cold as ice, ain’t it?
Uh
For the set I’m never finna settle nigga
‘Til the melanin contest the metals, nigga
Feel the metal hit you, nigga, if you meddle, nigga
Is you-
(Is you ready, nigga?)
{Outro}
(Is you ready to die for this shit, motherfucker?)
(Is you ready to die for this pussy, nigga?)
(Is you ready to die for your set?)
(I’m ready)
(We gon’ kill your ass)
(I’m ready)
(Uh)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
(I’m ready)
