Maffew Ragazino

Maffew Ragazino - Dipset Forever 2 lyrics

rate me

Feat. Fev, $lim Dollar$, Rugz D. Bewler, Dub, Dave East

I'm still alone in my four corner room, staring at candles

Listening to gangsta music, hah

Live from the Mecca where they first heard Betha

? was my father, a mother was my job

Talk about baby bitches who love me and who who ?

The lick kept in charge, get a lick then we off

Chop it down to pieces till the hands get soft

Gospel checkin' the waffles, Jesus chickens we floss

Please bring me a law for little further a cause

Too many murders I solve, but tell a nigga who ?

Pick the ave, I probly din' did the math

Pick the state, I probly din' have a plate

But neva should they state the rental place that they ain't

The tails are all brill, I neva see what they say

Neva get what they are, neva get what they be

Cause when it came to truth, I only could just be me

And when it came to Harlem, you only could mention me

I'm sayin' it I'mma G, well I'mma

(Verse)

Somebody call Killa, tell him that aura's home

Been a man, all along

Mama told me one day, I'll be a Rolling Stone

Word to Santana, these streets get awfully cold

Harlem World where I roam, kicks imported from Rome

I'm like the man where I'm at, so flamboyant, Michael Genasis

So bring the Chef Hamiltons back

True to music, shit sound like a pan full of sacks

Shop too much, they fuck around, I try to bend that for ?

Had breakfast at Sots before I layed this gata

Lost four watches, it's a shame that you dun' layed us from the

Wrong hunids where everybody is neighbors

You can hit a lusta in the flow to rucka in my cadence

Like I'm shame god, eight bottle bundle then one

Housing through winters for the summers to come

Shit is like tradition, hustle for funs

Play Russian for funs

This is Harlem, where the fuck is you from

(Verse)

Give thanks cause what you hear is the Lord's blessings

Get in my path, feel the wrath, feel the Gods dressin'

I'm up again to punch a man who be crossdressin'

Like agression, alarm is full contraceptive

Late night, I be roamin' the street

Like owl pick the vowel, I'll start with an e

AT&T couldn't even fuck with my reach

When I connect, it's like a train wreck right inna yo teeth

Have beef, bow chickens screamin' out on the reef

Close to Haiti my location, too far from yo tweet

Spend money, get it clear, bout the best on these beats

I'm night glover and it never been a threat on these streets

Flew pounds from outta town, may ends meet

Got in low and now you know it's for that grade A leaf

Like 5 star, I'm tryna count hundids and sheets

While you in turtles and good-byes, doin' business with sheep

(Verse)

I'm the hustler of hustlers, shit with dealers that dealt it

Played the ruckner the Brockner

Raised in sour, they smelt it

Outta my mind but that knife fine right by the pelvis

And all white kingdom, almost remind you of Elvis

John Lenon and Lenin, the women remisciners

On the regular heckala crash by the crotch

Blocks, locks, feel like Avon

You wired, my nigga? Lemme take pictures, got yo cape on

Save the hoes contacts, I'm takin' you further, I take the cashmere

Fill the limb sweater, my feather has kept that stash near

Like fuck loosin' weight, Dave back on these highways

We movin' cake, my life's based upon what designer built the car

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