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Lyrify.me

Pedicab by Devin Thomas Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

25 lighters, stole from best friends
Stashed up in the can when the Folgers kept in
I been in the cut, but the bro just crept in
And they don't really notice and it's so depressing
S on my chest like a broach and etched in
Man I feel god damn amazing
Had few labels, ran they patience
'Cause they don't really, they don't really, they don't really, they don't really want the kid
Got a Dark Legacy like Gauntlet, never garbage, sending you that bomb shit
Like Maga voters, I'm strapped to go, ask somebody whatever it is I accomplished?
They ain't saying shit
Fuck your mans if he ain't playing this
Fuck your ends, raised by the first
'Til I got a hit of getting paid and I was saved by the shit
No friends, riding solo, but I know a little better where I stand now
Don't nobody wanna break when the dough slow
If you coming at me later it's a man down
Front of your home, I pull up
Broke too long, I could've
Had a lil bag by now, but I ain't feeling bad right now
My pedicab moving, kid
I'mma get my money right and hit a stupid lick
Northside where we ride, then we moved the crib
No wheels, no ride, getting scooped at 6
Don't move when I say it's a go
I know I done fucked 'round, I done said it before
No wheels, I hoof that
Good crack, cook that
Look at that pedicab go

Beep, who got the keys to the Beamer?
Sarah Palin, death camp to Fema
I got crystal balls and Santaria
Either I get rich or die young, ain't no option here
Spit it fast like auctioneer
All I fear in life is the expectation
That the hustle finna beat my patience
I'mma make it...hold up
One in the bar, two in the whip
Puke bourbon and loose than a bitch
Now tune into this, I need the engagement, who did I miss?
The old fans came a minute ago then left
Lames never hold they breath
Why should I? Eye for eye, limb for limb
Fuck your pride and tuck that shit when you around me
Bang this shit out of the trunk of your momma's Denali
Crooked walking, think you book a bargain feature from me
Never, whether family or not
It took some apartments, kicked me out the spot
Now boy Look Who's Talking like me Kirstie Ally
I used to split dinners at Rally's
Buddy I'm barely past broke, so buddy I know how it goes
But you ain't finna hoe me buddy
Need something from me, need the proceeds buddy
Spend it on myself, got no seed buddy
I can put you on my back like Yoshi buddy
But I won't, shots fired and my sniper got a damn good eye
Coheed buddy, nosebleeds buddy, can't see buddy
Way too high, don't leap buddy
Tryna tell guy don't need buddy, bitch
Bitch, we just need chips
Look at my surroundings, think it isn't what it is
Lucky one I never had to flip it to the brick
But the chicken on the curb, maybe serve to the fiends
Like a burpee, been back and forth
White people we clap on the 4's
And again on the 2
Pedicab on zoom 'cause your mans on the move