lirik lagu dead opps – calboy
[verse 1]
i won’t say a thing about my dead opps
but i heard he got caught lackin’, took a head shot
we got sticks and stones like we came up in bedrock
all these triple xs, these trials, but i won’t dare stop (d*mn)
but that’s when i first signed, how could you dead rob me?
look how karma come around, you goin’ fed, probably
i know this life ain’t fair and real is rare, i see
and it ain’t nothin’ i bury, see how this red*eye bleed
still a gunner, boy, i’m stunner, b*tch, i’m the runner*up (uh*uh)
ayy, come from nothin’ in that dungeon, split that onion up
i heard he ain’t slide and he ain’t solid, he ain’t one of us (b*tch)
took my time, had to prioritize and got my money up (ayy)
[chorus]
popped out with my steppers, watch yo’ step, lil’ n*gga
i got rich quick, came up from that bottom, not no regular n*gga (not no regular)
i told him to get down and lay down, fall in line or you get dealt with, n*gga (ayy, get dealt with)
fronted plenty pleas, you f*ck it up, no, i can’t help you, n*gga (no, i can’t help you, n*gga)
[verse 2]
ayy, all this pain i feel, b*tch, i give two f*cks what you felt (b*tch)
i might send them shots, them bullets so hot, watch n*ggas melt (sheesh)
and please don’t call me ’bout your problems, i got so much on my belt (uh*uh)
ever cross me, suck a d*ck, we feed him sh*t just like the help (ayy)
and this stick i got, hold sixty, extra bullets on that shelf (boom)
on my wrist, that b*tch cost sixty, diamonds water, michael phelps
and it’s r.i.p. my brodie, heard his shooter just got knelt
tell his mama, “stop the cryin’, that p*ssy did that to himself” (ha)
and you know you n*ggas flawed, that was my dawg, say he’ll never tell
we gon’ paint the walls with red, there’s a couple n*ggas i owe a sh*ll
most these og n*ggas ain’t real, these n*ggas fake, just old as h*ll
you ain’t even good in your hood, i run my block and still gon’ work a scale (b*tch)
[chorus]
popped out with my steppers, watch yo’ step, lil’ n*gga
i got rich quick, came up from that bottom, not no regular n*gga
i told him to get down and lay down, fall in line or you get dealt with, n*gga (ayy)
fronted plenty pleas, you f*ck it up, no, i can’t help you, n*gga (no, i can’t help you, n*gga)
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