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Davon Walker
Davon Walker
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This is save for later Now hater say ya prayers I'm spittin fire No dragon slayer Hoe niggas wake up I get my paper Say fuck a friend I fuck with Ben Keep coming in Keep it a band You just pretend Shout-out my bro that's Status We Walker known for savage Don't let us see a bad bitch Then swam in that Atlantis Yea this tha sauce drip Don't get your boss lit Seek flame Don't need to aim Nigga this is all hip This a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight Nigga this a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight I'm on another level Nigga this is Boss Fight It's on sight And if tha coins right He on ice Tha boy Tyson get ya man spanked (Blat) Cause ya man fake In bad shape Fingers twisted up Secret handshake Sad face Haters big mad like Glenn dead I been dad Y'all my seeds That thot please We knock knees Actin up yea I'm a nut That girl squirrel, full of that Pullin out then put it back Cum on her back Now what is that? (Ha) Never mind me This just a rhyme spree 9 Milli beside me And I kill it, this homi Gettin this body Wait for tha zombie Don't need no side piece Any better, no I don't see (Haha) But this hoe Monroe She flow and wan' hear a song She want that long And say it was cause my spirit bomb I'm paragon Tha Heir exhaust tha fear of God And He don't like ugly Mirror strong, where it belong Dear Davon, Sincerely Mill I feel tha chills I'll seal tha deal Or spit for thrill by tha grill with Sil This shit you gotta feel This shit is fire for real This shit designer real This head behind tha wheel This a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight Nigga this a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight Lost a Mill What's it worth nigga? I been eatin Man tha way I jus dessert niggas Killer, dirt digger Milli goin berserk nigga Run up in yo church nigga Fuck bout being a (Fuck bout being a) (Ahhh) My words pictures Worth 1,000 I'm words flipper Tha word whisperer, got word hiccups Bad bitches for sure sisters On missions, abort mission listen Tha first picture's tha worst picture I pose again Rappers don't pose a threat (Bah) Open chest then it's (Brrr) Shoulders neck Me get slept? Don't hold ya breath And that's Nephs I'm destined, shout-out my Best I'm tha best (Haaan) I been too calm For too long Guess tha picture just Drew wrong Killin shit since Too Long I don't care what you do dog It's Mill-Lee, save Soo-Yung 9 Milli, what you on? You couldn't do tha shit with my shoes on, snooze on Fuck a hoe when you got a bae But when you buy tha cake, that's Anna Mae When you talkin M, jus a mile away If you want tha smoke, you ain't gotta wait I'm jus tryin to say, ain't a hideaway You could find a way, what you tryin to say This right away, no time to waste Any time of day, how's today? This a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight Nigga this a Boss Fight This a Boss Fight This Boss Fight, nigga level up You ain't squarin up Nigga scared of what? Grow a pair of nuts I can't find it, where's a fuck? It's no silence with tha I'm tha diamond in tha rough I'm tha fire, hit tha blunt (Ahh) (Ahhh) This shit is overkill (Sizzle) (Pop) soda spill I'm known for skill You know it's real, you know it's Mill A soldier still, I hold tha field Let's go for kills I been 100 Since Ben with a flame (Aye) Since Em was his name Since Pook in tha train Since cooped with a main I told her love lost forever Gave Cupid a gray As long as Junior was safe Man my medulla is great No makin stupid mistakes Just want tha food on my plate Lookin for a booty to shake See me I'm givin my all No I don't give em a call I had to dip and I'm off I let em slip in tha sauce Some of you niggas is off Some of you niggas is soft One of you niggas is fraud None of you niggas ain't moi (Ha) Fuck type of shit is they on? But I wouldn't even waste my time If I ain't think they was strong (Word) Serves right No cuts but tha words might Nas mic Boss Fight
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