DED

By Sol Jay

Released on August 25, 2017

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[Intro]

FISH on the beat


[Chorus: Sol Jay]

I be feelin' dead, everything go to the head, yeah

I don't talk to feds like I'm leaving them on read, yeah

My Sprite lookin' red, it sound slow like, "What you said?" Yeah

I be feelin' dead, yeah, I be feelin' dead, yeah

Everything on lock, yeah, I can't let you see

Baby girl, you trippin' like you rolling off a bean

I be seein' blue bills, I be seein' green

She said, "What you mean?"

She said, "You are dead to me," yeah


[Verse 1: VTP Rossa]

T-take a seat, you know I got all this heat

I'ma catch you in the street and snatch them Jays right off your feet, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Pop him in his knee, wipe the blood of his 23s

Momma said she don't condone the street life

Well, I disagree, yeah (Yeah-yeah)

I came up from nothin', had to get it on my own (Yeah)

Grew up in the struggle with no father in my home (Yeah)

People see you doin' good and then they try to clone (Yeah-yeah)

But I'm way too focused, they can't take me out my zone, yeah (Yeah-yeah)

You can't tell me nothin', I'ma live just how I wanna (Ayy, yeah-yeah)

Only focused on these bands, I swear, I'm chasin' commas (Yeah)

I'ma get my money right and take care of my momma (Yeah-yeah)

Dead presidents around me, be careful, they might haunt ya (Yeah-yeah)

All your dreams are dead, but I'm steady chasin' mine (Yeah-yeah)

Blowin' up my phone, but baby, I don't got no time (Yeah)

I can't take no days off 'cause I'm always on my grind (Yeah, yeah)

They say I won't shine, but that's the way I'm designed, yeah (Yeah, yeah)


[Chorus: Sol Jay]

I be feelin' dead, everything go to the head, yeah (Yeah)

I don't talk to feds like I'm leaving them on read, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

My Sprite lookin' red, it sound slow like, "What you said?" Yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah)

I be feelin' dead, yeah, I be feelin' dead, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Everything on lock, yeah, I can't let you see (Yeah, yeah)

Baby girl, you trippin' like you rolling off a bean (Yeah, yeah)

I be seein' blue bills, I be seein' green (Yeah, yeah)

She said, "What you mean?"

She said, "You are dead to me," yeah (Yeah, yeah)


[Verse 2: Lil Grim]

Shawty, I'm so dead, you be sending texts, yeah (Yeah)

I ain't tryna flex, but I swear that I'm next, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Two beans for my set, baby, you can do the rest, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I might need a tech, running from the county feds, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Pull up in the drop top, ice on Milly Rock, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Roll up in yo' crib, baby, I don't need to knock, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I just spent a check on that brand new Fendi watch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

My wrist be on tock, breaking necks just when I walk, yeah (Yeah)

Ayy, and I ain't stressing no routine, ayy (Ooh)

Supreme that I bought got me feeling like a king, ayy (Ooh)

Shawty want a ring, but I said, "I'm just a teen," ayy (Ooh)

I gave you them diamonds 'cause I'm stacking up this green, ayy

I be on the wock when I ball like a jock, ayy (Ooh)

Chains all my neck, I been grinding for the rocks, ayy (Ooh)

Post up on the dock, get that guap then I rock off (Ooh)

Baby, I'm a rockstar, I don't need no popstar (Ooh)


[Chorus: Sol Jay]

I be feelin' dead, everything go to the head, yeah (Yeah)

I don't talk to feds like I'm leaving them on read, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

My Sprite lookin' red, it sound slow like, "What you said?" Yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah)

I be feelin' dead, yeah, I be feelin' dead, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Everything on lock, yeah, I can't let you see (Yeah, yeah)

Baby girl, you trippin' like you rolling off a bean (Yeah, yeah)

I be seein' blue bills, I be seein' green (Yeah, yeah)

She said, "What you mean?"

She said, "You are dead to me," yeah (Yeah, yeah)