Feeling Like Dennis

Woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby
 Across 110th Street
 You can find it all in the street
 Ayy, ayy
 See I been in my bag can I talk my shit
 Ayy finna I talk my shit, ayy, let's go
 Ayy see I been in my bag, ayy, ayy
 I be deep in they heavy, these boys feeling shitty
 Damn, guess that's why try to get me
 Big nigga stiff and I stay with a Simi
 He tripp in club but I hit him with 50
 I had to cut 'em that nigga won't with me
 He said he gon' to slide, but I told him it's risky
 I come from The Grove, yea, the heart of the city
 But be in the north where them boys really winnin'
 Remember them days was adding up pennies
 Damn, now we throw racks to the ceilings
 Smelling like pressure, the best in the city
 You need it we got it 'cause Hova still with me, ayy
 We stacking the fuck is a stimy
 You got BOA then you better get with me
 This shit here feel better than hustling and dealing
 If shit hit the fan I'm back Robbin' and stealin', damn
 These bitches, they never fuck with me
 They see I got clout trying to fuck for image, huh
 I'm like fuck you and fuck your little feelings
 My heart in the streets I'm locked in with the trenches, ayy
 I think it's bout time for the dentist
 We really make racks in this fucking pandemic
 They let me off papers I'm off of restriction
 But I still got partners get piss every Wednesday, ayy
 Huh, ayy, keep that how it is
 Run it back, ayy, ayy, ayy
 We pop 'em, I told 'em it was business, yeah
 He got Glock put that bitch for emmy
 We ran up the score had to lace up my tennis
 I'm balling, that shit got me feeling like Dennis, ayy
 The doc say I fucked up my kidneys
 It must be the lean the squares or the Henny
 Or maybe that dussi don't mix with that Remy
 We have another way with this shit, so we chillin', ayy
 Took losses to feel all this winning
 We started with boes ending off with dem chickens
 He reached for this chain, but he fly with the pigeons
 Don't speak on the gang unless, you talking big business, ayy
 We pop 'em, I told 'em it was business
 He got Glock put that bitch for Emmy
 We ran up the score had to lace up my tennis
 I'm balling, that shit got me feeling like Dennis, ayy
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