Intro 2.0
Dawny
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Bitch don't wake my savage up 'cause I'll start tweaking
I been itching to go crazy all I needed was a reason
I done gave 'em a lil taste but this fasho gone have 'em feening
They wasn't fucking with the first one but this time I'm spitting demons (Aye)
And whatever I'm saying it's facts, ain't the type to be lying in raps (Really)
I almost let these folks get to my head but I wrote a few more to relax (Really)
They wanna hear guns and drugs, designer and hoes and they think I'll adapt
But really if I was like everyone else they still wouldn't care to listen
So I'll rather stay in my bag
I been working fuck a lane lil bitch I'm swerving
They be capping in they raps for show I'm bout to close the curtains
I got all eyes on me and every scene I'm picture perfect
They been shaking since they heard me guess my voice done made 'em nervous
I never cared for being famous I do this shit like it's practice
Started off as a distraction to keep me from my bad habits
I always been top tier can't let 'em treat me like I'm average
Since they so into that basic mumble shit I let 'em have it
I guess this what they like so it's up, set it off every track leave 'em shook
And I always been different I do what I want, I never did shit by the book
Keeping it real and not rapping bout fake street shit
Or my body is harder than I make it look
But I do it and I still be harder than half of these rappers like they spot is already took
Now they just waiting (Waiting)
For me to take it (Take it, Take it)
They steer clear of me to stay in my good graces
I'll be damned if I don't find a way to make it
Whatever mold that they got set for me I promise Imma break it (Break it, Break it)
I been itching to go crazy all I needed was a reason
I done gave 'em a lil taste but this fasho gone have 'em feening
They wasn't fucking with the first one but this time I'm spitting demons (Aye)
And whatever I'm saying it's facts, ain't the type to be lying in raps (Really)
I almost let these folks get to my head but I wrote a few more to relax (Really)
They wanna hear guns and drugs, designer and hoes and they think I'll adapt
But really if I was like everyone else they still wouldn't care to listen
So I'll rather stay in my bag
I been working fuck a lane lil bitch I'm swerving
They be capping in they raps for show I'm bout to close the curtains
I got all eyes on me and every scene I'm picture perfect
They been shaking since they heard me guess my voice done made 'em nervous
I never cared for being famous I do this shit like it's practice
Started off as a distraction to keep me from my bad habits
I always been top tier can't let 'em treat me like I'm average
Since they so into that basic mumble shit I let 'em have it
I guess this what they like so it's up, set it off every track leave 'em shook
And I always been different I do what I want, I never did shit by the book
Keeping it real and not rapping bout fake street shit
Or my body is harder than I make it look
But I do it and I still be harder than half of these rappers like they spot is already took
Now they just waiting (Waiting)
For me to take it (Take it, Take it)
They steer clear of me to stay in my good graces
I'll be damned if I don't find a way to make it
Whatever mold that they got set for me I promise Imma break it (Break it, Break it)
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