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Docman & Piif Jones
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[Verse 1: Docman]
They say it's all in the eyes, They say you smile too much
They say you looking like lunch, They say you don't like to fuss
They say a lot when you gone, acting like buddies in person
Spech is too clean for the reverend, behind your back they straight cursing
Trust me i'm not that person, You can't get over on me
I will turn you quick into a girl, make you get down on your knees
Smack you then drag you out of my vision, shoot you and set your soul free
That is the energy that i'm bringing, keep searching and then you will see
I'm a devil, demon, monster, smile that will conquer 1 million nations
Grimey, ghetto, hungry, bummy, but you love me and my winning situation
No vacations on this quest for greatness, dropping anyone that ain't that serious
All the blood, sweat. Money and lost bets
Feelings and lost time just let me be clear with this
I fear no man, idea, or thing. I want mine and ima get it any way
Hustle strong and keep faith track progress each and every single day
And if i win ima spread love to every person that helped me do it
And those of you with your hand out, tryna suck me, you look so stupid
[Verse 2: Piif Jones]
Runnin round town like a wild nigga
Never really gave a fuck about niggas
Talk behind yah back then they smile with yah
Hand out cause they always wasn't around with yah
Looking like a bag for I got a bag
Lost a couple bags but I got it back
Never been to jail let's state facts
Shout out to me staying on the right track
I'm the nigga that these rappers fear
The one that drop they traits up in they ear
Shoot a lenthy labels in his ear
Mac dropping from the dirt is here yeah
Shout out my nigga east he got the game lit
Harlem crip but we still up on the same shit
I be in cali shout out to my dirt gang crips
Same drive we ain't never gonna lane switch yeah
Won't stop until ima billionaire
Tell them labels piif we need em a chair
Want the ride gotta pay me my fair
Let me remind you nigga QB is here
Not no dummy I ain't signing my life
Got the product watch me double the price
Old enough not to care bout no ice
But young enough just to fuck on your wife
Aww thought we was freestyling
[Hook: Docman]
Oooh I don't care
All my guys are active they don't sit there and just stare
We just want the paper gotta win and don't play fair
And we will get stupid if we gotta take it there (uh uh uh) x2
[Verse 3: Docman]
Pop off get dropped off
Me and my guys don't play soft
Keeping our eyes on the pay off
So we never ever take a day off
So we never love a chick
No cause they don't contribute to the rent
So mines i'm gonna go get
Mo money in the bank so I tip toe
Creeping by the competition, opposition
Cocked with no pot to piss in
Trained to listen in on what the squad is fixing
But you missin jewls cause we out here living
Everything we doing, everything we say
Everything is us, everything is pain
Everyday the rain makes the sky darker
Caught in the web like peter parker
From gun sparking to blunt sparking my guys are with it
Ain't no fun unless the homies have some, nigga gone hit it
If my plate full I know they plate we get fat together
If i hit hte weights they hit the weights we all get better
Ah I never let another entity get between the things we did
Thugging out since way back, built history, now it's time to live
Time to win, win, win, get rich together times 10
You can't sit you don't blind in, leave your girl we steal her big ben
Plotting when i rub my chiny chin you really silly miss me with the sin
I get it in homie sink or swim, I'ma hold you down till our life give in
[Hook: Docman]
Oooh I don't care
All my guys are active they don't sit there and just stare
We just want the paper gotta win and don't play fair
And we will get stupid if we gotta take it there (uh uh uh) x2
Stoopid was written by Piif Jones & Docman.
Stoopid was produced by Docman.