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DESERVE Video (MV)




Performed By: Shah Infinite
Length: 2:13
Written by: Shamir Fauntleroy




Shah Infinite - DESERVE Lyrics




GOD
Tell me why the dictionary had to put success before work
I heard you are what you earn
Not what you think you deserve
That's Gross
I thought before I spoke and ain't say shit
That's growth
Knuck if you buck I'll go toe to toe with some goats
Bro your jokes ain't that funny when I'm feeling provoked
I'm a franchise bucket you're a heckler at most
Finish your breakfast
You know you can't take Wheaties to go
Don't give a f*ck bout all that dribbling nigga get to ya goals
I'm locked in on getting respect from my top 10
Then topped by top women who don't reply to DMs
Smack my dick on her jaw for the way that she treated HIM
Before I had the Soho House membership and a Benz
Before I copped the condo and gave my mama the crib
Before we all win Grammys and rent out islands to trip
My baby love that line cuz she plotting out all her fits
Bad bitches dream in movies cuz they foreheads big ya dig

Hold on mama they wouldn't let me in
Don't ask why I hopped the fence
This a twelve gage
Don't ask why I wore the trench
You're not listening
No wonder I f*cked your bitch
This that special cloth alert don't ask where I got the drip
F*ck the world slow I'm getting my cream on
Nigga this not practice AI and Bean on
Father stretch my hands because I gotta put rings on
The price yesterday
Is not the one you should lean on
Gotta make the fam prouder than Solange theme song
Gotta let ya know that it's some huff if it seems off
Gotta catch a body if ya look at the team wrong
Mango slices peaches spinach blended with sea moss
You are not in thought when we getting these dreams off
Remind of ya name again ya shit ain't ring dog
My shot go swish it ya shit done binked off
I'm still in the gym cuz I don't know about days off
You're still on my list cuz I don't how to take loss
All that bread cappin if ya family ain't ate dog
So f*ck breaking with ya it's get money take yall's
Shah
F*ck breaking with ya it's get money take yall's
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GOD
Tell me why the dictionary had to put success before work
I heard you are what you earn
Not what you think you deserve
That's Gross
I thought before I spoke and ain't say shit
That's growth
Knuck if you buck I'll go toe to toe with some goats
Bro your jokes ain't that funny when I'm feeling provoked
I'm a franchise bucket you're a heckler at most
Finish your breakfast
You know you can't take Wheaties to go
Don't give a f*ck bout all that dribbling nigga get to ya goals
I'm locked in on getting respect from my top 10
Then topped by top women who don't reply to DMs
Smack my dick on her jaw for the way that she treated HIM
Before I had the Soho House membership and a Benz
Before I copped the condo and gave my mama the crib
Before we all win Grammys and rent out islands to trip
My baby love that line cuz she plotting out all her fits
Bad bitches dream in movies cuz they foreheads big ya dig

Hold on mama they wouldn't let me in
Don't ask why I hopped the fence
This a twelve gage
Don't ask why I wore the trench
You're not listening
No wonder I f*cked your bitch
This that special cloth alert don't ask where I got the drip
F*ck the world slow I'm getting my cream on
Nigga this not practice AI and Bean on
Father stretch my hands because I gotta put rings on
The price yesterday
Is not the one you should lean on
Gotta make the fam prouder than Solange theme song
Gotta let ya know that it's some huff if it seems off
Gotta catch a body if ya look at the team wrong
Mango slices peaches spinach blended with sea moss
You are not in thought when we getting these dreams off
Remind of ya name again ya shit ain't ring dog
My shot go swish it ya shit done binked off
I'm still in the gym cuz I don't know about days off
You're still on my list cuz I don't how to take loss
All that bread cappin if ya family ain't ate dog
So f*ck breaking with ya it's get money take yall's
Shah
F*ck breaking with ya it's get money take yall's
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Writer: Shamir Fauntleroy
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