David Gresavo the nigga that take all the bitches
And call it a demo
David Gresavo that nigga that shines on the scene
And then calls it a memo
David Gresavo the nigga that’s sent from above just to pick up the pieces
David Gresavo that nigga that burn up the mic without using no ammo
When I walk in you salute to the general
Warlord flexed up never minimal
Cream of the crop like we talking the pinnacle
Colder than cold
Yea my talk stay on clinical
When that shit slap I say fuck being lyrical
Contact my team for the post we need visuals
Uh yuh
My motives cynical
Y’all niggas pitiful
Choke like it’s critical
Uh yuh
Flex on these niggas they faking and playing like it isn’t visible
Drip on these niggas so large in proportion you think that shit biblical
Patron in my cup
Don’t blame me my nigga if I get too difficult
Your girl in my sight I think I just might
Just pull a subliminal
I’m a pornstar
Baby clear your weekend
I let her touch it
And the bitch started geeking
She hella sober but she started the freakin
She acting crazy so I started snitching
This your girl yes the one in my kitchen
She gotta go she disturbing my chicken
Let nobody in the way of my vision
It’s money first once my palm start the itching
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I don’t fight with the poor
Where the money positioned
My love for the dollar that shit unconditioned
But you and a dollar still seem kinda distant
All tough over text and in person you stiffen
I cut that bitch off
Net worth has risen
Call in a doctor
Lost all my vision
Kill a messiah
Impossible mission
You’re all in my city
No competition
Wait wait
Fit one guhdamn
Stupid lil dumb niggas
Wanna fuck with gods plan
Wait wait
Fit one guhdamn
Stupid lil dumb nigga
Never got a hit man
What now Duck now
David going crazy from the morning to the sundown
Niggas going serious
But I’m leading from the playground
Hit you from the top down
Now we got a countdown
Knew we had a knockdown
Lemme ask you a question
Who really better
All These niggas are faking
I’m really wetter
I Compare all the statements
We talkin cheddar
Cuz these niggas all talk
Misses Helen Kellers
I Come out flexing when the sun up
For this beat I got my gun up
All my niggas really with the start up
I’m the south side Don Dada