Boaz

Boaz - Deal With It lyrics

rate me

You got a deal with it

Coming through the club got the entourage with me

check the park alive we left the car garage empty

sower this in Roma I bought the jar with me

smoking freely in VIP, come get with me

all eyes in zona full of liar performers

clockers for my chance the pocket size enormous

Gucci straight from flamers, cruising the same timer

we just tryin to meet our future baby mamas

young rap niggas the party like rap stars

swerving in the burbin watching out for the cop cars

ain't nothing changed but the comin in the money stack

back on the fly got the things doing jumping jacks

Hook:

When I'm on this mike I'm too real with it

real niggas never get haters gotta deal with it

when we up on stage turn it down

the real niggas are loving the haters gotta deal with it

when we come through the club and shut it down

the real niggas are lovin the haters gotta deal with it

smash the gas is two hundred on the dash

the real nigga lovin the haters gotta deal with it

Real niggas feel it the streets, feel it the burbs

love it trapper slash pack back rapper I need the nerves feel it

we earn school over jet takin we form willin

get a break and break it down and serve it to your whole feelings

we ball hard all for a court, you could real bloomers touch your..

start across the line and screamings

too much sucks for your image

from the heart and independence heart that's why I'm independent

and I'm winnin just hit..I'm in a mission

I'm in the kitchen cooking up no intervention

just staring different,

I need that Porsche panamara so I fight with you pot in my vision listen

ride hard Michelin, die hard Bruce Willis

then he ever baby mother come and listen in

well expression well because we are on a mission from

which part the feelin when I'm turn pie grippin in

[Hook:]

Yeah fuck how our hater feelin, man 'cause I made a killer

in the essay watch how do a waiter's chillin

fresh off the lies see the paper jets

now they rap money and I'm round taking bags

that's why the hand gun got the extended Mack

I ain't coming over night, now nobody seeking smash

I ain't never give a fuck what nigga's had

hate that we ..see you nigga stare

so are you haters hate on

why I play it play on, do me your favor nigga

tell them haters we on, we on

I'ma spit it how I live, get it how I live

nigga this is how I live

Come on

[Hook:]

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