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HeadingToTheNearestBridge Video (MV)




Performed By: DERRICK JΛY
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: Derrick Fulton




DERRICK JΛY - HeadingToTheNearestBridge Lyrics




Watch where you going
Cause people be knowing
The steps that you take every time you develop
Your skills and priorities
With no authorities
Not a murder scene but they need to catch up
The f*ck is saying
What are you doing
My crew is not playing, we're tired of losing
Stop with the comments because we're not proving
That we can make it, bitch we just do it

I don't understand why so many things aren't plan
Obligations got to be fixed and I face it like a man
Back the f*ck up, I'm bout to slam
Both of my hideous hands
Plus I'm tryin' hold to my head
Right up high but i'm so fed
Shit

I be killing shit like it's the end of the month
On my sgp shit, I'ma keep bringing the funk
If I have to, I'll sell tapes back of the trunk
And nowhere in my life have I ever been stuck
Because I'ma keep it pushing like I'm lifting some weights
And I really can't decipher who's real or fake
Boy I'm putting in that work like I'm dying to slay
Plus, I don't give f*ck about what you gotta to say

Bitch
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Watch where you going
Cause people be knowing
The steps that you take every time you develop
Your skills and priorities
With no authorities
Not a murder scene but they need to catch up
The f*ck is saying
What are you doing
My crew is not playing, we're tired of losing
Stop with the comments because we're not proving
That we can make it, bitch we just do it

I don't understand why so many things aren't plan
Obligations got to be fixed and I face it like a man
Back the f*ck up, I'm bout to slam
Both of my hideous hands
Plus I'm tryin' hold to my head
Right up high but i'm so fed
Shit

I be killing shit like it's the end of the month
On my sgp shit, I'ma keep bringing the funk
If I have to, I'll sell tapes back of the trunk
And nowhere in my life have I ever been stuck
Because I'ma keep it pushing like I'm lifting some weights
And I really can't decipher who's real or fake
Boy I'm putting in that work like I'm dying to slay
Plus, I don't give f*ck about what you gotta to say

Bitch
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Writer: Derrick Fulton
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