United

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11 months ago

D.O.N. Lyrics [Intro] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight [Verse 1] Bitches fuckin' with me mentally, my ops, they tryna do me They tryna run me down and tryna do me like the movies I stay strapped by they ain’t talking 'bout no gaps I keep, somethin' in my back just in case they wanna get slashed up Claimin' that you trapping and rappin' and sellin' packs You ain’t sold a damn thing, oi! Stop talking crap I don’t know why they be hatin' maybe 'cause they can’t beat me I guarantee in two years they gon' see me on TV I call the shots, I'm a boss, I’m the real don [?] On the pact em call my brother when that food's gone I’ve been smashing cones While I’m pumping Lil Sknow In my zone, tryna work my way up to that motherfuckin' throne [Hook] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight [Verse 2] Bills taught me keep on doin' this and never take a day off So many on the move, hoping that it pays off My grind don’t stop unless they put me in the box I had to change the way I’m living cause I ain’t trying to get locked I still got these jacks up on my back Talking bout my shows and tracks Know I can’t leave this state so I can’t make this cash It’s got me fucked up but I’m still yelling fuck the system I know they prayin on my downfall man I got em wishin That I’m bound to fail, brotha that ain’t happenin I chose this life for music so believe me I been trappin less Steady stackin cash, cuz I be makin moves In this booth, going hard, trust me I ain’t one to lose They talkin trap but they ain’t even seen the trap house Flexin with a stack and talkin shit up in their mums house They can’t judge me so how they [gen-a] try talk Their the type to write statements and point fingers in court [Hook] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight

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11 months ago

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11 months ago

D.O.N. Lyrics [Intro] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight [Verse 1] Bitches fuckin' with me mentally, my ops, they tryna do me They tryna run me down and tryna do me like the movies I stay strapped by they ain’t talking 'bout no gaps I keep, somethin' in my back just in case they wanna get slashed up Claimin' that you trapping and rappin' and sellin' packs You ain’t sold a damn thing, oi! Stop talking crap I don’t know why they be hatin' maybe 'cause they can’t beat me I guarantee in two years they gon' see me on TV I call the shots, I'm a boss, I’m the real don [?] On the pact em call my brother when that food's gone I’ve been smashing cones While I’m pumping Lil Sknow In my zone, tryna work my way up to that motherfuckin' throne [Hook] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight [Verse 2] Bills taught me keep on doin' this and never take a day off So many on the move, hoping that it pays off My grind don’t stop unless they put me in the box I had to change the way I’m living cause I ain’t trying to get locked I still got these jacks up on my back Talking bout my shows and tracks Know I can’t leave this state so I can’t make this cash It’s got me fucked up but I’m still yelling fuck the system I know they prayin on my downfall man I got em wishin That I’m bound to fail, brotha that ain’t happenin I chose this life for music so believe me I been trappin less Steady stackin cash, cuz I be makin moves In this booth, going hard, trust me I ain’t one to lose They talkin trap but they ain’t even seen the trap house Flexin with a stack and talkin shit up in their mums house They can’t judge me so how they [gen-a] try talk Their the type to write statements and point fingers in court [Hook] How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight How you claim to be a boss when you a flop? When that shit be kickin off, you be the first to ring the cops I don’t know why they be hating, bruh, they see me doing great On my grind, tryna cop myself a chain with some weight

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