Dead to me / All On Go

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[Song 1: Dead to me] [Verse 1] How an angel make an angel when a dad's a demon? Niggas think that God done put you in a scallop, Morgan Freeman Bitches be concealing and revealing who you hold deceiving Oh, she got a booty so the missionary not appealing I ain't into teething, they say I snatch a nigga's soul when I took my freedom This one like Bermuda Triangle the way she swallow seaman All these niggas tweaking, sleeping on me, nigga keep on dreaming If you think I leave you guys alone in the industry or industries I kill a beat, kill a G, make it hit, send a hit, do a hit Most these niggas new to this, I'm used to this Suspect just a rapper, 'till I make it seem like Ludacris Move bitch !!, get out the way Don't start on my enemies, we call it chain trajectory A nigga shot a blank at me, his skin got a vasectomy My threats are never empty, I be filling up the cemetery I must be doing something right, I'm happy I see jealousy I'm KOC, they're Tennessee, they imitate but envy me We pull up at a barbecue, a hundred lead like centipede We pull up at a funeral, like nobody got rest in peace All my opps can rest in pee, I know they wish death on me Murder get me off, drillin feel like sex to me Niggas saw me hopping out, now not again as Kennedy Used to be a friend to me, now fuck it now you're dead to me Dead to me [*12] Now fuck it now you're dead to me [Song 2: All On Go] [Verse 1] Told bro, just wait until they lack we can't just shoot up all the flats Police keep locking up my back My lil niggas itching for a pack It's pray for just hit the target Just walk up close and make it splat I get real close and get my target then double back like where they at I ain't gon wash the dirty clothes I burn my soul to burn a soul So mom start living off the dough I'm up now, look my pocket swole And you ain't ever scored a goal It's like winning Super Bowl She tight, easy in the slow Three times I nut in all the holes Good night, I now got to go Gotta build my trap portfolio I was touring up and down the coast I love YG, he done the most Three racks this month i love to smoke Your man don't make that on the roads So it's only right you bust it open Got freaks on freaks and they all on go They all on go
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