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Performed By: DexGotIt
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Dexter Sharper II




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[Dex in the lab]
They keep asking where I'm finna be
More like where im finna go
Gas up with the deisel before I go ain't talking texaco
Get it in and off the road
Just got back to the compound and got compounds all on the floor
House to house couch to couch now a young nigga all on the boat
In the cut like center fold
But pass the pack like give and go
Getting hot like holly toas
I told em meet on Gresham road
Now I lay me down to sleep
I Pray to the lord my soul to keep
I Pray to the lord if I get pulled over one day that they don't find the p
They ain't finding me
If I hop out the jeep
I'm skating LV
I came from the same side of town you came from
Tell how you hating on me
Diamonds ain't made from the same yours made from vs1vv's
See It's the old me coming back for positions they think they got already
Choppin over a decade they know that I been hall ready
But you can keep the fame
Already stamped my name game
Gotta make it back to the crib to see my family again
It's a shame how i'm the only one know how I deal with the pain
But me is who I still must remain
But me is who I gotta maintain
Cause it's me who I came to reclaim
I put my heart in the game
They ain't show love so I had to proclaim
That I am me and not apart of yo gang
You getting money but let's see the sustain
You play with me you must not see my stain
You play the team and then you out of the game
See they keep asking where I'm finna
Ima tell em where I'm finna be
Gas up with the diesel before I go up
You under-standing me
I threw my bro the rollie across the room I guess the time flying and
If it's bout my family or respect then I don't mind dying
I hop inside the vette
G force the set no I don't mind sliding
Not tigger woods
Not golfing but we
Swinging with the nine iron
Ima keep it real
Barber turned artist women love it
So when I get back to the crib they just know the deal
You know
When I'm pulling up she want the whole thang
Ain't no need for gas
Got exotic I been propane
Got a chinese shorty you dont know about on the low mane
And I got on that white on white on white I look like
What I look like Dyl
If I got on white on white on white on white I look like
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[Dex in the lab]
They keep asking where I'm finna be
More like where im finna go
Gas up with the deisel before I go ain't talking texaco
Get it in and off the road
Just got back to the compound and got compounds all on the floor
House to house couch to couch now a young nigga all on the boat
In the cut like center fold
But pass the pack like give and go
Getting hot like holly toas
I told em meet on Gresham road
Now I lay me down to sleep
I Pray to the lord my soul to keep
I Pray to the lord if I get pulled over one day that they don't find the p
They ain't finding me
If I hop out the jeep
I'm skating LV
I came from the same side of town you came from
Tell how you hating on me
Diamonds ain't made from the same yours made from vs1vv's
See It's the old me coming back for positions they think they got already
Choppin over a decade they know that I been hall ready
But you can keep the fame
Already stamped my name game
Gotta make it back to the crib to see my family again
It's a shame how i'm the only one know how I deal with the pain
But me is who I still must remain
But me is who I gotta maintain
Cause it's me who I came to reclaim
I put my heart in the game
They ain't show love so I had to proclaim
That I am me and not apart of yo gang
You getting money but let's see the sustain
You play with me you must not see my stain
You play the team and then you out of the game
See they keep asking where I'm finna
Ima tell em where I'm finna be
Gas up with the diesel before I go up
You under-standing me
I threw my bro the rollie across the room I guess the time flying and
If it's bout my family or respect then I don't mind dying
I hop inside the vette
G force the set no I don't mind sliding
Not tigger woods
Not golfing but we
Swinging with the nine iron
Ima keep it real
Barber turned artist women love it
So when I get back to the crib they just know the deal
You know
When I'm pulling up she want the whole thang
Ain't no need for gas
Got exotic I been propane
Got a chinese shorty you dont know about on the low mane
And I got on that white on white on white I look like
What I look like Dyl
If I got on white on white on white on white I look like
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Writer: Dexter Sharper II
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