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Jdot Breezy
Jdot Breezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacourey Rivers
Jacourey Rivers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
alex made this beat
alex made this beat
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Lyrics

Ay (Hawky) Nigga, Ay (Alex Made This Beat) Ayy I'm risin' up, it was a hit that's what i brazen for Niggas talkin' out they neck, why they think they gon' take me though? Pistol wit' me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor Money steady in, i dish it right back out for war I play my cards, these niggas on me, bang out i ain't goin' I bet i hit wit' thenum five, my aim on i know it Niggas be talkin' like they killers, that ain't what they doin' (Nah) My defense strong, i hold it down just like i'm Checkin' you in Strat in the face would getcha killed so nigga, choose wise (Bitch) It either be ate whatchu gon nigga, survive or die? What's in the dark come to light so think before you lie (Bitch) Pressure made them diamonds glitter, hold it down through hard times Been through that pain, been through that rain But through it all i stayed the same I ain't change, if they said i did, then there the ones that's fake I was starvin', and sum niggas ate they dinner in my face I ain't have my time comin', i just sat right there n wait Tables turn now niggas mad at me (Huh) Sneak disses bein' throwed, pussy niggas throwin' jabs at me Thought y'all should know, well bitch i live action (On God) These niggas livin' for the hype Won't get on social media tall wrestlin (Boy) Get up whichu pull a pick n roll (Yeah) I swear dem hoes be a distraction, creep up on ya and i get it on I dumped the clip, to then don't bang at all That's really whatchu call a give n go nigga, i done sent ya home I'm risin' up, it was a hit that's what i brazen for Niggas talkin' out they neck, why they think they gon' take me though? Pistol wit' me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor Money steady in, i dish it right back out for war I play my cards, these niggas on me, bang out i ain't goin' I bet i hit wit' thenum five, my aim on i know Niggas be talkin' like they killers, that ain't what they doin' (Nah) My defense strong, i hold it down just like i'm Checkin' you in They like "Dot how you be livin'? Bitch mind ya business (Stupid) Cuz that ain't whatchu gettin' paid for, y'all ass trippin' (Bitch) Gon' be a lotta pussy niggas wind up fuckin' missin' Got sum light hoes be the reason ion fuck wit' niggas Came up from the gutter, nigga Big bang roll get doubled, nigga Started, bitch i dare you too Yo ass gon' take a slug with you Where i'm from we love pistols And they got them drums in 'em Trappin' for how long? And you still broke Yo ass a bum, nigga I'm risin' up, it was a hit that's what i brazen for Niggas talkin' out they neck, why they think they gon' take me though? Pistol wit' me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor Money steady in, i dish it right back out for war I play my cards, these niggas on me, bang out i ain't goin' I bet i hit wit' thenum five, my aim on i know Niggas be talkin' like they killers, that ain't what they doin' (Nah) My defense strong, i hold it down just like i'm Checkin' you in Bitch!
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