D.O.N

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How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops
 I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great
 On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight
 Bitches fuckin' with me mentally
 My ops they tryna do me
 They tryna run me down and tryna do me like the movies
 I stay strapped but they ain't talking 'bout no gaps
 I keep, somethin' in my back just in case they wanna get slashed up
 Claimin' that you trapping and rappin' and sellin' packs
 You ain't sold a damn thing, oi stop talking crap
 I don't know why they be hatin' maybe 'cause they can't beat me
 I guarantee in two years they gon' see me on tv
 I call the shots, I'm a boss
 I'm a real Don, I re-up on the pact
 Then call my brother when that food's gone
 I've been smashing cones when I'm pumpin' noodle snow
 In my zone tryna work my way up to that motherfuckin' throne
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops
 I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great
 On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops
 I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great
 On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight
 Bills taught me keep on doin' this and never take a day off
 So I'm out here on the move, hoping that it pays off
 My grind don't stop unless they put me in a box
 I had to change the way I'm living 'cause I ain't trying to get locked
 I still got these jacks up on my back
 Talking bout my shows and tracks
 Know I can't leave this state, so I can't make this cash
 It's got me fucked up but I'm still yelling fuck the system
 I know they prayin' on my downfall, man I got 'em wishin'
 That I'm bound to fail, brother that ain't happenin'
 I chose this life for music so believe me I been trappin less
 Steady stackin' cash, 'cause I be makin moves
 In this booth, going hard, trust me I ain't one to lose
 They talkin' trap but they ain't even seen the trap house
 Flexin with a stack and talkin' shit up in their mum's house
 They can't judge me so how they gonna try talk
 They're the type to write statements and point fingers in court
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops
 I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great
 On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 When that shit be kickin' off, you be the first to ring the cops
 I don't know why they be hating, brah they see me doing great
 On my grind tryna cop myself a chain with some weight
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 How you claim to be a boss when you a flop
 

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Duration
02:35
Key
2
Tempo
97 BPM

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