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Just Devon - Death Note Lyrics



Just Devon - Death Note Lyrics




Promisin' my mama imma bring my offspring
Terrorizin' her mind from the trouble I bring
Findin' it harder to stigmatize my own sting
Mids mystify harder than yo love rings
Grindin' for goals, Messi's and Ronaldo's
Always waited for love like what are those
My woes hidden in my flows, never know
Imma miss lil bro, imma meet ya here though
Pearly gates a show, doves fly as I grow
Feels like I'm just talkin' to a wall, ya know
Comical how prominent it was with the laugh
Gaff at how sad imminent death was for staff
Reeling from old wounds breath barely above
Stealing ya heart line like rent isn't a glove
Rub my back as I enter the final slumber
You got my number, rack me next to brother
Feelin' lost, like back at the Supermarket
Wantin' mom, I believe that it was a Target
Wonder if they think I forgot when Dad cheated
Wandering around, eight, least he never repeated
F*ck, I mean it's like Two AM
Strucken by these drugs and I don't give a damn
Bullets baiting me, the beast better wait and see
Car crash didn't kill me but this gun will spill me
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Promisin' my mama imma bring my offspring
Terrorizin' her mind from the trouble I bring
Findin' it harder to stigmatize my own sting
Mids mystify harder than yo love rings
Grindin' for goals, Messi's and Ronaldo's
Always waited for love like what are those
My woes hidden in my flows, never know
Imma miss lil bro, imma meet ya here though
Pearly gates a show, doves fly as I grow
Feels like I'm just talkin' to a wall, ya know
Comical how prominent it was with the laugh
Gaff at how sad imminent death was for staff
Reeling from old wounds breath barely above
Stealing ya heart line like rent isn't a glove
Rub my back as I enter the final slumber
You got my number, rack me next to brother
Feelin' lost, like back at the Supermarket
Wantin' mom, I believe that it was a Target
Wonder if they think I forgot when Dad cheated
Wandering around, eight, least he never repeated
F*ck, I mean it's like Two AM
Strucken by these drugs and I don't give a damn
Bullets baiting me, the beast better wait and see
Car crash didn't kill me but this gun will spill me
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Writer: Devon W
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Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Devon W
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