Hands Down

By DeJ Loaf

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[Verse 1]

Hands down, me and my niggas gettin' bread now, yea now

Basquiat paintings on my wall

Shrimp and champagne is what I order

God sent them angels and they saved me

Sell Sole, Shots fired off safety

Pockets golden, they finna know me

The realest in it, Lord protect me and my homies

These niggas love me, your nigga spoil me

I'm nothing like these other girls, they corny

Ya'll be shootin' but don't be scorin'

We be shootin', yea we be ballin'

Ain't gone and tell 'em who fuckin' run it

Runnin' marathons around all these dummies

I'm at the top, don't want no comp

All these sacrifices got me lookin' lucky

They say I'm ugly

But they don't know me

I'm goin' crazy cause I really came from nothin'

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And I say, hands down, me and my niggas gettin' bread now

Yeah now, walkin' with my head up, not my head down

Yeah now, haters gon' talk, we gon' lay 'em down

Killin' everything we see, no time to play around


[Verse 2]

Protecting my people, all these weapons are lethal

In the studio grindin', tryna ice out my Jesus

Feel this shit in my soul, feel it all through them speakers

Hey yo, my heart done turned cold, I can see through you people

I be turnin' down features, I'm bout to turn up my prices

All my verses worth millions but I'm taking 10 thousand

They wanted heat, I LeBron'ed 'em

They wanted beef? I surprise them

Cause I've been cooking all this shit

Now time to eat and live righteous

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[Verse 3]

Dad killed, rose petals, mom's missin'

95, brother born, cold winter

Shit crazy, all these women and all these children

Supposedly I got new brothers and new sisters

Stay to myself, I was the oddball

Hoop dreams, I had the handles like hot sauce

But being shy was my downfall

Couldn't let that shit control my life dog

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