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DWTD
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Hip-Hop/Rap
DWTD was released on September 28, 2024 by Havin Investments LLC as a part of the album Forever Havin
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Release DateSeptember 28, 2024
LabelHavin Investments LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommy Guns
Tommy Guns
Songwriter

Lyrics

Wish I knew that Ive been dancing with da devil
By time I notice I was having too much fun
Saving dat paper everyday I'm on a 90 day run
She keep asking me spend time with her but I don't got none
I say I'm having my way I feel the reaper tryna creep on me and take me away
Before I go I tell my people put some racks in grave
I can't be dead broke when I was rich alive
Aint tryn clear smoke I'm Tryna find a lighter
I told my mama don't even worry we destined for greatness
An **** always need some saving ain't participating
An you can't rush this shit I learn the hard way to be patient
Now im fucking all the high school bitches that was playing
17 with 99 problems im tryna start a riot
18 with a whole of cash stack taller than Goliath
19 I had learn to move I was on auto pilot
By 20 I knew I was that dude won't no debate about it
**** act like life gone end because of one lil situation
Fuck being a local hero **** I'm tryna be ancient
Bussin all these pieces I been zoeing shit like I'm a Haitian
Bro just told me slide on him we pouring drank like we some patients
We aint tryna crash out im in I won't back out
I could throw a pass now i make **** mad now
I use to be class clown I turn to a cash cow
I keep sticks like Moscow try me then it's man down
Wish I knew that Ive been dancing with da devil
By time I notice I was having too much fun
Saving dat paper everyday I'm on a 90 day run
She keep asking me spend time with her but I don't got none
I say I'm having my way I feel the reaper tryna creep on me and take me away
Before I go I tell my people put some racks in grave
I can't be dead broke when I was rich alive
Aint tryn clear smoke I'm Tryna find a lighter
You can't tell me shit I'm Johnson son
An I can't stress about no bitch I'll buy another one
Feds keep takin all my shit I keep on buying guns
An you bet know you talk that shit you better have you one
We laughing at these **** can't afford amiri
A bitch can't conversate wit me I don't care if it's Siri
I told my jeweler I don't care the price I need the clarity
What I spent on one my chains I could've help a charity
I could've built a church with all my losses
But I'm the one that's giving now so I dont take no offerings
I like to be left in my zone I feel I'm the strongest
An I'm still walking with it on me I got pending charges
Wish I knew that Ive been dancing with da devil
By time I notice I was having too much fun
Saving dat paper everyday I'm on a 90 day run
She keep asking me spend time with her but I don't got none
I say I'm having my way I feel the reaper tryna creep on me and take me away
Before I go I tell my people put some racks in grave
I can't be dead broke when I was rich alive
Aint tryn clear smoke I'm Tryna find a lighter
Written by: Tommy Guns
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