My Affirmations

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Lil Duke - Rap, In English

My Affirmations

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[Intro] – Duke is the modern day prince – Who? – I believe that he could record, mix and master his entire project by himself and that it would–no one could compare – Who is the modern day who? – Duke – Is the what? – Modern day Prince [Lil Duke] (G Money) Yeah, yeah This some real hood transit type shit [Chorus] Play it how I play it, niggas dyin' every day Yak got out the feds, still takin' these meds I done been through all the pain, I'm finna make a name I came from the trauma can't forget whеre I came We totе choppers, we go dumb, I came from the slums How you gon' trap on the block with no bomb Rollin' with shooters, we heavily armed I want it all, I'm dedicated, family cryin' and devastated I stayed down for real, I waited Kickin' my shit, I know they hate it [Verse] Daddy had left me when I was a child Born in the zoo, I came up in the wild She done took too many lines Bitch, I'm too wavy, I'm cuttin' my ties Draw down the stick and he lookin' surprised, I'm with the guys Gonna go get that new Maybach, seats stay reclined Fuck all the laws, we never call This for my niggas that's doin' the time Sippin' this drink, hit the number, what's the line? Who got the drink? Well, I'm tryna find it She like the cuddlin', I like to cuddle too She my lil' baby, I call her my bugaboo Bae, hold me tight when I'm fuckin' you Livin' my life and I do what I wanna do This shit ain't no pressure [?] in the trunk and I need all the extras Stay on the grind, in the street like pedestrians I do it all, baby, what's your profession? Give her whatever, I know how to handle her Fuck her real good, she know I got stamina Dick 'bout to bring out a whole 'nother animal (Ooh) [Chorus] Play it how I play it, niggas dyin' every day Yak got out the feds, still takin' these meds I done been through all the pain, I'm finna make a name I came from the trauma can't forget where I came We tote choppers, we go dumb, I came from the slums How you gon' trap on the block with no bomb Rollin' with shooters, we heavily armed I want it all, I'm dedicated, family cryin' and devastated I stayed down for real, I waited Kickin' my shit, I know they hate it

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  • GMoneyMadeIt
  • Lil Duke