Dej Loaf Lyrics

Bird Call 2 lyrics - dej loaf

DDS

Come from skatin' now we skating escalates

Never show your hand, learned that when we was playing spades

Rapping 'bout my life and this shit gon' get me paid, yeah

Boss a nigga up, RIP Blade

The people want a party, don't shoot the DJ

He with the other side, we gon' spin the DJ

Notorious, be having sons like CJ

I remember when we used to shop at 7 Days

Grandma in the basement, whipping up 'caine

My grandma, she was different, ain't carry no cane

Me and my lil' brothers like "Pinky and the Brain"

If I tell you that I love you, I just hope you feel the same

Take me to another world, we like Whitley and Dwayne

Yeah, we like Whitley and Dwayne

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

Check just in, *NSYNC

Chest, hit his lid, don't blink

I could turn this shit into something you won't believe

Crip nigga rolling up my weed

Man, I was a juvenile, 400 Degreez

Leave a nigga with a turtleneck, rolling up my sleeves

You ain't heard of that, you niggas make-believe

Niggas young and they restless, yeah

My niggas young and they reckless, woah

I tell my own story, woah

We stayed a couple doors down from Gloria

So many rules in my hood, Euphoria

Make it clap, ugh, just like the Nolia

Mama know her baby a soldier

All I gotta do is snap my wrists

Get under my skin and I sic my pits

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

Big Doberman Pinschers, stand by the fences

I believe in my city, I still bet on the Pistons

Church on every corner, the pastors get it

Why the fuck you taking shots? You know you past your limit

Get buffed up every time they pass me spinach

You would've copped that shit soon as you seen me in it

Brand-new whip, you can't even hop in it

Feeling like P, yeah, bitch, it's no limit

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

I'm big dog, but they gon' talk like they my size

Ain't married, but I got ties to the Roc like I'm Ty Ty

Queen lyrics - dej loaf

I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y

I be with some trouble men just like T.I

I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive

Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)

Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)

When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind

I don't depend on mob ties

I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah

And I can't hate (Hate)

I fixed you on, boy, I made you a plate

When I asked you to fix me one, said, "I ate"

Should I give 'em some, or make 'em wait?

I'm a business women, bitch, I can't be late

I got money, I got power, I got faith (I got faith)

You got guns with no funds, but you got rank (Whoa)

Just a dead nigga on display

And they can't do no CPR on your face

Lawyer ain't gonna wanna fight your case (Nah)

I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y

I be with some trouble men just like T.I

I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive

Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)

Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)

When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind

I don't depend on mob ties

I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah

I'm sittin' thinkin' like how Jay-Z thought the Roc out (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I got rock power

I'm sitting thinking, 4 in the morning, these opp hours (Whoa)

Blow the whole floor down, fuck hot showers

When you fly like Marjorie you need a nigga like Mr. Hightower

When you young like Lil Reese you need a father like Mr. Hightower

That's why I don't give a fuck about nobody, but my mama

My granny 94, got Alzheimer's, guess it's God's time

My other granny live til' she was to 101

Making history with my dawgs, 101

My mama wanted a girl but she made a son

Me and my brothers arguing 'bout, "Who your favorite one?"

But I, yeah

I'm a queen like U.N.I.T.Y

I be with some trouble men just like T.I

I'm a queen like bee, I got my own beehive

Punch 'em down like Ali, put them killas on your behind (Ooh)

Put them killers on you behind (On yo' ass)

When it's just society, they wanna see the tape rewind

I don't depend on mob ties

I depend on me, I'm independent, yeah, yeah

Cross That Line lyrics - dej loaf

Don't say my name, my

Yeah, mink jacket, yeah

Mink jacket, I didn't have to ride no coat tails

Tried to break me down, they wanted me to forfeit

Devil out to get me, okay, I'm finna cause hell

C's on my shoes like I'm riding down Slauson

From the murder cap, you can get it started

They took shots and they missed they target

This for all the bitches that thought I lost it

Big ass crib, type of shit you get lost in

Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?

Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?

Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems

I had to cut these niggas off, I had to get around some bosses

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

And she strippin', she said that she bartend

Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune

You be acting like you with this shit

You really, really with this shit?

Free my niggas when they innocent

Free my niggas, they all innocent

Niggas thought I was done with this shit (Done)

I'm bout to start having fun with this shit

Might start throwing 1's in this bitch

Lately, I been having fun with the drip

Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?

Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?

Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems

I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

And she strippin', she said that she bartend

Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune

Ain't no niggas like the ones I got

And yeah, you cars but not the ones I cop

Everybody claim they're shooters 'til somebody gets shot

I still can move around the country, bring it back to the block

Ain't no bitches like the ones I got

Yeah, you got broads but not the ones I got

Goin' out with a bang, gotta shoot my shot

Middle fingers in the air, I'm screamin', "Fuck all my opps"

Still got my got up, do you believe in karma?

Should I kill these bitches and invest in some coffins?

Bitch don't want smoke, no, she don't want no problems

I had to cut these niggas of, I had to get around some bosses

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

All y'all soft, see, I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, but she was taught

Don't cross that line, 'cause we gon' get with you

Better bite your tongue, don't say my name

And she strippin', she said that she bartend

Bad little bitch, I heard her daddy worth a fortune

Don't say my name (Yeah), yeah

Don't say my name (Goin' out with a bang)

Don't say my name (Middle fingers in the air)

You better not say my name (Woah), yeah

Bubbly lyrics - dej loaf

Hey London can you bring me a lighter real quick

That might be my tag for my producer shit

When I start makin' beats (What's the problem?)

Oh I'm goin' in let me do the whole song

It's my birthday, ayy

She gon' get to twistin' on the pole with her legs

Please don't get it twisted, mmm this bitch about her bread

Try to give her Hennessy, she want a perc instead

These bitches love my energy, they want me in their bed

I'm the biggest Joker, I need a bitch like Harley Quinn

Ain't fishin' for no bitches, I'm like Nemo with one fin, yeah

If you thinkin' with your dick, then we gon' put it on your head

My brother in the other room, puttin' a bitch to bed

I told this nigga he gotta stop fuckin' on my face

He looked at me, he dropped the beat, he said "I got a plan"

Yeah, add them bitches up, okay, you do the math, hey

Let me do me, you do the other half, yeah

I done got to the point, where I ain't gotta ask

What the fuck is your point? All my bitches bad (Nigga)

Order on Wednesdays, put it on my tab

Fuck a throwback Thursday, I ain't goin' out sad

On that one night only, then turned into a bag

The Nissan Altima it turned into a Jag'

Hmm, yeah

It's my bitch, yeah

It's my birthday, yeah

She just started, say it's her first day, hey

Yeah, it's her first day, oh woah

She get retarded, she get freaky

She's so bossy, she ain't easy

She ain't with that, he or she say

She just wanna party, and go DJ

Yeah she know I'm ballin'

You ain't in my league

I walk in, I'm unbothered, don't you bother me

Watch how you talkin' and approachin' me

A nigga tried it and we left him with an injury

When I was on the East, they ain't even notice me

I got my mink on but I take it off, roll up my sleeve (What's up?)

Before I blew up, I passed out off some bubbly (Some bubbly)

I fell out in the White House, I felt like Hillary (I felt like Hillary)

Dead presidents, got me shiverin' (What's up?)

I'm beyond cold, because of my grandmother's remedies

Young wild nigga, take you out your misery

Are you gon' buss it open for my niggas who ain't make it here?

I know you wanna go some places, baby I can take you there

I gotta a lot of acres, got a crib and it's spacious there

I've been workin' on myself, I haven't mastered my patience yet

She be workin' on herself, tryna build her own credit score

This is marble, we gon' hustle on our tippy toes

She know it's survival, she gon' dance on her tippy toes

Candle light dinner, she leave a nigga with the bloody rose

Coked-out nigga, she gon' leave him with a stuffy nose

Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with hoes

Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with stoves

Yeah, six years old, yeah, they thinkin' I ain't know

I'm at the sidewalk like "What up? What you need? What you want?"

Yeah

Oh-oh-oh

Yeah, said

If I wasn't rappin' then I would be sellin' clothes

My nigga said if he weren't rappin', nah, he's still sellin' bowls

Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Niggas can't fuck around

Bitches ass niggas, look I'm done with the song

IDK lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Big Sean)

Yeah, haha

I got a feelin' this shit gon' be hard, huh

Woah, man (Woah)

All my shit fire like I'm Earth Wind (Earth Wind and Fire)

They like, "DeJ, why you don't dance?"

Why you think I got these watches on both hands? (Woah, woah, woah)

I know you want me but no candle (Woo)

That boy be snitchin', like Randle

Ain't got time for no romance

My nigga got killed, it's some top tens (Baow)

Load all my shooters in the box Benz

The fuck you niggas thought? You better think again (Yeah)

They like, "Why she don't fear shit?" (She don't fear shit)

She be thinkin' she the shit, shit, shit, shit (Woo, yeah)

Baby, I'm a dog, Mike Vick shit

Want smoke? Meet me at the QuikTrip (Meet me at the-)

Bitch, time up, you're evicted

Where's my competition? Crickets

I don't know who you fuckin' on but I could make you nut

I don't know who you talkin' to but I could shut you up

I don't know what you lookin' at but you should look at us

I don't know what your chain doin' but that shit look like rust (God damn)

I don't know who they speakin' on (Yeah), but they shouldn't speak on us

I don't know, I just don't know (I just don't know, woah, woah)

I know feed the family first (First), I'm the first down on my turf (Turf)

I knew one day I would kill it, I was just waitin' for the purge

I know feeling like your life about to change and you right there on the verge (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

You could feel it in your nerve (I feel it)

Years in this bitch, this ain't no overnight success ('Cess)

And if I break a sweat, they gettin' game four-swept

Do you live inside the moment or live in your regrets? (Regrets)

To all my souls servin' life, I pray it's life after death (B-I-G)

Look, I walk with a limp this shit look like I'm dancin' (Woah)

Hoes arguin' over me, Monica, Brandy (Woah)

I'm top ten forever, like one of the commandments

My downfall you wish for, can't be granted (No, no)

Been killin' these niggas since the lunch tables (Lunch tables)

Did everything in the D except fuck DeJ Loaf (Fuck DeJ Loaf, yeah)

They gave me the key to the city but I still kick down doors

And embarrass you lil' niggas actin' fake rich 'round hoes

Don

I don't know who you fuckin' on but I could make you nut (Yeah)

I don't know who you talkin' to but I could shut you up (Damn)

I don't know what you lookin' at but you should look at us (Yeah)

I don't know what your chain doin' but that shit look like rust (Woah, woah)

I don't know who they speakin' on, but they shouldn't speak on us

I don't know, I just don't know (Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)

What you know?

Do you know?

What you know?

Tell me (Uh?)

Tell me what you know, ha

Lil' DeJ, Don

No Passes lyrics - dej loaf

DDS

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Niggas be killin' baby daddies, then worried about the kids

Is she really with the shit? Is she really all in her feel, yeah?

Yesterday she had to kill some

Today she gotta heal some

Leave his head on the [?] by the hillstones

Word is, [?], it's on billboard

This the shit, I'm here for

The feds got your name on a clipboard

I didn't cry tears for it

Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh

It's no limit

She's 'bout it, 'bout it

She got skeletons in her closet

No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em

She got [?], don't need to sponsor

Humble beast, turned me to a monster

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Niggas got on the edge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Please don't shoot at no legs

Cause a couple niggas fed

In my city breakin' bread

Put the Eastside on

Back when I had my Levi's on

Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong

If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from

Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style

Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down

Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government, it's up a tier

And I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin'

Do you know what I'm up against?

I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here

Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had

Bag a bitch while she takin' in her groceries bag

I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, know he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Obvious lyrics - dej loaf

Ayy

I ain't got the answers, how you question what I did?

I ain't seen a bed, tryna keep the family fed (Keep the family fed)

While still tryin' to keep a level head

Started smokin' weed, it started fuckin' up my head

Niggas feelin' like my hobbies was fuckin' up they bread

Give me shit, get me rich, I'm turnin' niggas into strings

Yeah, I'm turnin' bitches into fans

Turned a boy into a man, take a bitch from her hand

I lost some pussy niggas, I lost some great friends

Changed a couple niggas lives, now they taking care they fam'

My older sibling think that I don't treat her fair

The truth of the matter, I just miss my brother dead

My younger brother don't listen like he ain't got no ears

I can't tell him nothing, I put it in God's hands

I been who I was so fame don't get to my head

Anybody sleepin' on me, just stay in the bed

Just like that

And that go for anybody

Anybody sleepin' on me can stay in the bed

I can drop a loaf and I still get bread

Hustlin' ain't dead, man these niggas just scared, yeah (Scared)

Y-young nigga he just wanna put his wrists in the air

He gon' risk it all, he wanna take shit from big dawg

Buffs won't be the only sticks on his head

He gon' need prescription instead

Why get caught at the light? Coulda ran you up a Benz

I don't wanna hear from you until you stack your first 10

In the street five years and I ain't really made no friends

I made my own, mane, I seen niggas swervin' in

I seen legendary niggas bite my legendary drip

Can't tell me I ain't in my bag, can't tell I done smoked a zip

Comin' back on stage with a mink and more confidence

I want all the smoke and it's obvious

But you don't want no smoke and it's obvious

Choose lyrics - dej loaf

Yeah

Can't believe it's me, I know it's eatin' your flesh

I treat the gang like I'm the only one left

Smoking crack, blow it down, you know it's me in the west

One hit and they say, "How you stuck, how you losing your breath?"

Where was you when I was stuck and I needed your help

You'd say, "I needed you more than I needed myself"

Things I do for you, do for nobody else

If I had to choose, yeah, I'm taking' myself

You know you good for my soul, yeah, good for my health, mhm

I don't care if I'm good for anybody, long as I'm good for myself

No more expectations on the next ring

I'm getting money but it ain't fun without my best friends

So I gave you a gift, you should've kept it

Internet wars looking just like wrestling

I ain't stressin', finna order me the Tesla

One thing I know is God gon' test us

Good dope sell itself, no need for testers

Diamonds are real, no need for testers

I like bosses, I love women, wait until that

I'm not possessive, I'm aggressive, make 'em move as a threat

If I left today, who will it affect?

I got dressed today, so disrespectful

Can't care too much, gotta be careful

They can't see my scars

Asking me what I've been through

They can't see my scars

Was feeling locked, wasn't behind no bars

You tell me that you'd never leave me

S'posed to be my king, be your Nefertiti

What you got warrants? And I got needs

I had to have a one-on-one with him, Lord please

Me and my sister sister needed our Father, just like Tim Reid

If the family come together, we can do our damn thing

Mmm, we could all ball together, we could win a damn ring

Can't believe it's me, I know it's eatin' your flesh

I treat the gang like I'm the only one left

Smoking crack, blow it down, you know it's me in the west

One hit and they say, "How you stuck, how you losing your breath?"

Where was you when I was stuck and I needed your help

You'd say, "I needed you more than I needed myself"

Things I do for you, do for nobody else

If I had to choose, yeah, I'm takin' myself

You know you good for my soul, yeah, good for my health, mhm

I don't care if I'm good for anybody, guess I'm good for myself

(Already told you that)

No Ceiling lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Gunna)

Hmm

Say make 'em feel it

Make 'em feel that hurtin'

(Turn Me Up Josh)

I'm out my mind, I ain't got no ceilin'

And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it, yeah

I'm gon' make 'em feel it, yeah

They gon' wanna kill me, yeah

They gon' wanna drill me

Many men like 50

He a rat, Walt Disney

Stomp his head with Balenci's

Lord, please forgive me

They wanna catch me slipping

And all Brandy want is Tiffany

And Tiffany, she want Chanel

And Chanel got bigger dreams

So she gon' do some different things

Oh, we get it by any means

Gucci store, oh, we shop in the Philippines

Double cup, love mix my Promethazine

I didn't go to Tiffany to get her diamond ring

But Chanel got bigger dreams

Oh, she wanna do anything

I'm out my mind, I ain't got no ceilin'

And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it, yeah

I'm gon' make 'em feel it, yeah

They gon' wanna kill me, yeah

They gon' wanna drill me

Many men like 50

He a rat, Walt Disney

Stomp his head with Balenci's

You should know that we ain't friendly

I'm always high, I'm in the nosebleed

I'm always fly, I'm ballin' in the major league

Consistently grindin', I'm booked up with no agency

I done shown her loyalty

Now she can't get away from me

I told him, "Let's go half on a baby," yeah

A little you, yeah, a little me, yeah

Type of bitch that make you give it up, yeah

Type of bitch that make you kick the cup

He a target (Yeah), he young and he rich as fuck

It's Garfield, I'ma make him eat it up (Yeah)

I'm out my mind (Yeah), I ain't got no ceilin' (What's up?)

And I ain't sparin' none, I'ma make 'em feel it (What's up?), yeah (Feel it, yeah)

I'm gon' make 'em feel it (Make 'em feel it), yeah

They gon' wanna kill me, (Wanna kill me), yeah (Yeah)

They gon' wanna drill me (Wanna drill me)

Many men like 50 (Like 50)

He a rat (Yeah), Walt Disney (Like Mickey Mouse, yeah)

Stomp his head with Balenci's (Like that, yeah, Balenciagas)

(Hol' on, what? What?)

Tap In lyrics - dej loaf (feat. 24 Dugg & Sada Baby)

Hit em with the Jab

Buddah blessed this beat

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door

Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row

I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go

And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke

Yes, I took that nigga bitch, I gave her back, she was broke

Rockin' all of this designer, it don't come out in the store

If I tell it how it is I could never get exposed

Fuck that Internet beef, I rather hit you on the phone

I don't feel like gettin' dressed, I prolly come out in the Rover

Had to cut a bitch off, she was playin' with her nose

That's your bitch, but she was playin' with the bros

Nigga, no snitch, we be talkin' in that code, like

You snitched, why them people at your door, like?

Nigga, you folded, you told it

Yeah, and everybody knows it

Yeah, I said, "Everybody knows it" (Yeah)

All of my bitches the baddest, we don't do fake asses

Some of my niggas be trappin', some of my niggas be scammin'

Long as they gettin' that salad, long as that gettin' that cabbage

You bitches is, woo

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door

Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row

I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go

And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke

Yeah, Ric' doin' sixty, I'm gettin' fifty, I want forty

Can trust these bitches, might be there when that shit important

Yeah, I know they be hatin', I have no, I keep it on me

Yeah, I say I'ma pay her, really gon' play her, end of story

I done drove 'em and crashed 'em, I'm talkin' Benzes, talkin' Porsches

All my niggas get active, you try to run up, they escort ya

My bitches passin' their courses, I'm thuggin', fuckin', endorsin'

My cousin called it extortion, I barely try niggas, force 'em

I'm lit, I'm lit, I'm lit, got DeJ back on her shit

Won't squash beef with no lame until I fuck his bitch

They still chasin' that clout, I'm still servin' my route

I just ordered a thousand, thumb that shit under my couch

Still got bricks all in my house once I move on, I'm out

Put my dick in her mouth, I don't love 'em or cuff 'em

.41s on me, both bussin'

When I come in your spot I back end, niggas know that bag, yeah

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door (Ayy)

Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row

I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go (Hey, they TCG, ayy)

And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke (Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, now look)

We some apes who move, dawg, I keep Draco for my breth'

Pussy nigga hit my line, why is you in my DM?

Instagram gon' be the death of Internet niggas and friends

Fucked your bitch and gave her back, she had a Love Jones for my mans

I'ma tell the truth, remember when the rope was wrapped around me?

Bitches love me 'cause I lie with 'em but don't cap around 'em

Hit your hood in my new foreign, I might do some laps around ya

Ain't gotta up this MAC while I'm on Mac with DeJ, attract them commons

Okay, woo, woo, there it is (Oh, yeah)

Suppressor, I don't know how that bitch soundin'

Your bitch got you out here poutin', made you leave her in a lost and found

East side nigga, big, almighty, pop a Perc', make her pull a all-nighter

Make a nigga jit with this rifle, let me see your book work

I tried to tell ya we had poles, glad I ain't know ya'

Pussy nigga gettin' exposed, thought I ain't know ya' (Hm, hm, hm-hm-hm-hm)

(Hm-hm-hm-hm) But now it's over, you niggas is, ugh

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

Come to my city, you tap in, no, don't get your backend

Most of these niggas be cappin', we gon' bring the racks in

We got lions, we got tigers, we got choppers at the door

Pull a TK in that cash, we hit him three times in a row

I don't know about yours, but my niggas, they on go

And we higher than a bitch for anybody who want smoke

Open Hand lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Rick Ross)

These other rappers trash, open can, open can

All my shit slap, open hand, open hand, yeah

Open hands (Whoa)

Smack a - open hand, yeah

I ain't underrated, I overstood (I overstood)

Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (If you wanna be, mmm, smack a bitch)

I overstand (I overstand, smack a bitch)

Mmm, I overstand

Stop puttin' niggas on who gon' cross you in the end

Stop leadin' bitches on who you know gon' fuck your mans

Mama's middle child, I told her I have plans

Loaf, broke a lot of bread with my advance, yeah

Bleed you with some crumbs, watch me come out in some Timbs

Pay your taxes so you don't run into Uncle Sam (Whoa)

Yeah, or, or Auntie Sam

I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids

These other rappers trash, open can (Open can)

All my shit slap, open hand (Slap, yeah)

Open hand (Slap, huh)

Smack a ... open hand, yeah

I ain't underrated, I overstand (I overstand)

Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (If you wanna be, uh, smack a bitch, uh)

I overstand (On my, I overstand, ladies)

Mmm, I overstand (Uh, smack a bitch Maybach Music)

I be standin' on this ship just like I'm Amistad (Amistad)

Girl, you like a king, I like 'em Farrakhan (Farrakhan)

My Maserati green just it's marijuana

I put shawty on the team, I made her (Mmm)

Jail phone buildin' like a callin' card (Uh, oh, yeah, yeah)

It's only real money when it's wall to wall (Oh, yeah, yeah)

Slap a broke nigga with a open hand (Oh, yeah, yeah)

We'll leave him in a hole, I pray you overstand (Lord)

A lot of rich niggas, they be cappin' too

There's only one really winnin' and they rap approved (I see him, I see him, I see him)

Pull the Rolls-Royce out, pull the tops down (Woo)

I put all the ice on when the opps 'round (Oh, Maybach Music)

I ain't underrated, I overstand

Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Whoa)

I overstand (Woo)

I overstand (M-M)

I know if I die today, they gon' make sure I chart

Make sure these people hear my art (Whoa)

I been in the deep end, I been havin' deeper thoughts

My grandma keep on callin', that been heavy on my heart

Do you believe in black boss?

Don't believe in shit but God, but that been heavy on my heart

She's a fly bitch, she be throwin' seminars

Ayy, puttin' shit together, never puttin' down her guard (Mmm, ayy, ayy)

I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids (Ayy)

(Mmm, ayy, for real)

I know some Brenda's that got some babies, didn't throw away they kids (Ayy)

I ain't underrated, I overstand

Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Whoa, ayy)

I overstand (Woo, educate ya)

I overstand

I ain't underrated, I overstand

Gotta really put in work if you wanna be the man (Ayy, mmm)

I overstand (I overstand)

I overstand (Whoa)

I know if I die today, they gon' make sure I chart (Yeah)

Make sure these people hear my art (Yeah)

I been in the deep end, I been havin' deeper thoughts

My grandma keep on callin', that been heavy on my heart (Yeah)

Do you believe in black boss?

Don't believe in shit but God, but that been heavy on my heart

She's a fly bitch, she be throwin' seminars

Puttin' shit together, never puttin' down her guard (Mmm)

DeJ Loaf the new Janet Jackson

Smokin' a blunt (Ha)

DeJ Loaf the new Janet Jackson

Smokin' a blunt (Mmm)

Right

Get Money lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Benny The Butcher, Boldy James & Conway The Machine)

Trauma Tone

His name is Kino Beats

Got 'em pissed 'bout a MAG, got 'em pissed, got 'em mad

Yeah, had to get in my bag, in my bag, yeah

Oh, they didn't think that I could last

Thinking that she's sweet, I'll put them killers on your ass

How you from the east and you can't even get a pat? (Whoa)

I hate when lyin' tigers bare

Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare

Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware

It's a lot of bosses up in here (Who, yeah)

It's a lot of bosses up in here

Hit another brick, just like Craig (Woah!)

I fake, then I get dropped in the stand (Drop!)

Ric Flair, Beanie Sigel, I feel it in the air

Put an eagle on your head

They gon' lay eggs and fly

Hope I don't wake up to my will regret (Will regret)

I woke up with a bottle in my bed

Fuck him 'til the eyes roll to the back of my head (Mhm)

Ballin' with some niggas that's 'bout what they said, yeah

Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware

It's a lot of bosses up in here (There's a lot of us in this bitch)

It's a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)

Cautious of snakes, but often, bosses relate

I broke down a quarter of weight on a white porcelain plate

I woke up feelin' marvelous today

Y'all think I flossed with this cake

But that show money help my dog with his case (My nigga)

Yeah, I still feel it when I pass through ghettos

Y'all had to settle we turned to family in Griselda Fashion Rebels

Six months in the trap, that's a May to November run

Real shit, you not a boss 'til you make your nigga one

I hate when lyin' tigers bare

Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare

Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware

You gettin' money, they aware (Yeah)

It's a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)

It's a lot of bosses up in here (Look)

She know who the boss is, I bounce back from my losses

Bust an AP flawless from that pot and that fork shit

Mayweather money, beat up them charges

Too much drip, that's why the closet is bigger than your apartment

I give her backshots 'til I empty my cartridge

Fuck her now on the sink, the pussy drip like the faucet

The pussy nigga kept talkin', his life on the line, he lost it

It's pressure, then we uppin', we ain't squashin'

Machine, bitch

I hate when lyin' tigers bare

Hard ballin', ain't a nigga I'ma spare

Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware

It's a lot of bosses up in here (Black works)

It's a lot of bosses up in here

Girl, I pull a few strings, still love to shoot with them things

Got fiends in the greens, still want a 2-for-15

Hunty taking pop bottles back to catch a cab to me

Now I give her five dollars just to pump the gas for me

On the east catching cells in the 48214

Fifty deep on the wheels, we want all them M boxes

Gotta land on the pint so my blood out and bonded

Uncle Teddy play with cottons, Uncle Smally skin poppin'

Where we at

Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware

It's a lot of bosses up in here

Bosses up in here

Just Like Me lyrics - dej loaf

(DDS)

I'm not dimmin' my light for no one

I'm done showin' my emotion

I always felt chosen

It take a lot to get me open

This is not yours, I got five thousand problems

He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household

You just like me, if you believe in God, not the Bible

I'ma get double, get them pussies off my payroll

You just like me if you want to start your own label

Make sure you got control, 'cause they gon' try to play you

Got the tint on my window, this ain't a rental, this my baby

'Fore I let you drive my whip, I drive a bitch crazy

My shoota don't miss, his nickname Da Aim-y

Nick knock on houses, don't touch the babies

You're just like me, you're so amazin'

You're just like me if you were born in America

You're just like me if you won't never call the sheriff

You're just like me if you don't fuck with the President (Whoa)

You're just like me if you're unaware of it

You're just like me if you're so cocky and so arrogant

Just like me, you pay DTE, yeah, all because of Tom Edison

I'm not dimmin' my light for no one

I'm done showin' my emotion

I always felt chosen

It take a lot to get me open

This is not yours, I got five thousand problems

He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household

He just like me

We gon' light it up like a fire in this bitch

Like it's sirens in this bitch

Used to walk through the mall like "Who hirin' in this bitch?"

Now I walk through the mall, spend a wire in that bitch

You just like me, go hard on a bitch (Bitch)

Just like me, nah, I ain't gon' snitch (Snitch)

Just like me, you see fog in the mirror

But just like me, you got your mind on a billion

You just like me, ayy

You just like me, you want a king like Coretta

Sound just like me, but I do it way better

Just like me, cashmere sweaters

She wanna do six-nine, ain't no tellin'

You just like me, bitch, dripped in Margiela

He just like me, had a nigga on the tether

You just like me if you tryna get it together

I'm not dimmin' my light for no one

I'm done showin' my emotion

I always felt chosen

It take a lot to get me open

This is not yours, I got five thousand problems

He just like me, if you grew up, Uncle Jesse in your household

He just like me

Just like me

24 hours in a day like me, yeah

You just like me

That's why I fuck with you

'Cause you just like me

Simply lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Kino Beats

Strawberries and whipped cream

Drip like, simply

Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pissy

Can't believe this shit like Ripley

I can't run away, he gon' whip me

Dick too good, can't keep my distance

Free as a bird

But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (Whoa)

We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill

He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"

So flex up like you do gymnastics

Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy

Turned into a bad habit, yeah, turned into a bad habit

Tell me that it's mine when I grab it

Tryna take as much as I can, gotta take an intermission

Said, "Nah, I can't risk it," said, "Nah, I can't risk it"

Used to have a fence with the picket, I opened up my gift

He got an obsession, can't put down that fit

Got the perfect rhyme, got the perfect tits

We do sixty-nine, I like that you don't tell shit

He creep me from behind, sit on his nose, it smell like roses

Yeah, slowly strokin'

I'm his favorite drug, I can't overdose him

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm his favorite girl, I can't overdose him (I can't do that)

Yeah-yeah, yeah (Can't give you too much)

I can overdose him

Strawberries and whipped cream

Drip like, simply

Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy

Can't believe this shit like Ripley

I can't run away, he gon' whip me

Dick too good, can't keep my distance

Free as a bird

But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah

We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill

He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty"

So flex up like you do gymnastics

Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy (Yeah, woah)

Tell her, "Look back at it"

I know when she talk to me and moans, like, "Daddy"

And you know I am not braggin', but the world know I'm havin'

You do a split right on it, then I buy your ass a Patek

I ain't even know it, that I'm closure, had a fatty

And I swear she got that water, almost drowned, but I ain't panic

And I'm from the north side, got a couple killers on the west side

And she tell me that she love me

But I think she love all the neck, ice

Okay, in my mind I'm like, "Yeah, aight"

I don't say nothin', 'cause the neck right

Yes, she ride all on my dick, like a new whip, this a test-ride

And I might buy your girl a 'Rari so I can speed up her sex drive

I remember when she used to text high

Now she text me, "You the right size"

Strawberries and whipped cream

Drip like, simply

Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy

Can't believe this shit like Ripley

I can't run away, he gon' whip me

Dick too good, can't keep my distance

Free as a bird

But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah

We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill

He said "I know you can get nasty"

So flex up like you do gymnastics

Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy

Back To My Ways Again lyrics - dej loaf

(John G)

They can get high

Is you just like a summer ride

Pretty blue butterfly

They can get high

Should you, just like a summer ride

I fightin' for your love

Don't fight the one you love, yeah

They thought I was washed, washed like dishes

Gotta be able to take everything that you dishin'

If you gon' out for the ride gotta get you a ticket

Where did she go? End up missin'

I'm from where it snow, fogged up, Cartier lenses

And I got bitches

On the marathon back-to-back we was with Nipsey

I asked him if it was possible to do it in your city

He said, "Yeah it's possible, do it in your city"

Get off your momma couch, get off your momma titty

I do it with a passion, everything in me

You looking at my spot, like everything litty

Everything is transparent, like Benny

Back to my ways again, fuck being humble

Back to my ways again, I will never fumble (Fuck it)

Back to my ways again, niggas thought that I would crumble (What)

Back to my ways again, I'm getting loaf, I'm gettin' money, yeah

Back to my ways again, yeah

There Dej lil' crazy ass, yeah

You can't even do the math, I can't even tell you half

Either I'm fire or I got to fire the whole staff (Staff)

One or the other, I'm a lucky motherfucker

I dreamt I'd be your liver, I dreamt I'd be your lover

I figured I'd get back to you when I get lil' tougher

Anyway, Thanksgiving was straight, Mama made dressin'

He gon' take me to his family, he knowin' that I'm special

You get the best of me, you keep me away

You keep me away, you keep me away

You get the best of me, you keep me away

You keep me away, you keep me away (Woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

There go Dej lil' crazy ass

You can't even do the math (Oh, oh, hmm-mm, yeah, oh, oh, hmm-mm)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Back on my shit again

Up lyrics - dej loaf (feat. 6LACK)

'Cause I believe I got up all alone, mmm (Mmm)

'Cause I believe that time waits for no one, game over

Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Oh)

Kick me down and I'ma get up (Up, mmm, me down, me down)

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, mmm)

It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Ooh)

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

Bitches doin' me, I could never understand it

(He's a hard workin' man, mmm)

He's outstandin'

Make a nigga love me

He ain't see my bra or my panties (Yeah)

I feel like Mohammad Ali, yeah, I can conquer anything, mmm

Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee (Mmm)

A woman who stands for nothin' will fall for anything (Mmm)

I been takin' care of myself, I don't need for anything

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

('Cause I believe I got up all alone, mmm)

Lookin' at myself in the mirror like, "Girl, you're everything"

('Cause I believe that time waits for no one, game over)

Lookin' at myself in the mirror like, "I'm my worst enemy"

Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Mmm, mmm, you catch me when I was down)

Kick me down and I'ma get up (You see me fallin', you see me fallin')

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, mmm)

It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Yeah, mmm, yeah)

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

Ayy, you're close to perfect with this shit, you like a ninety-nine

Before I leave, I hit it one more time

After everything I been through, I need that when I come and I leave

On her knees, girl, it's gon' be a breeze

I thought my love life was a setup

Pray a little, then I focused on my chakras

Now I'm hopin' that you catch up (Yeah)

I was going through some things

I told myself to keep it strong, you gotta get up

It goes to show that when my back's against the ropes, I still win when I'm fed up

(Uh) Ayy

And now with DeJ in this shit

Three-sixty-five days in this bitch

Won't stop 'til I get paid in this bitch

Hope I master every phase in this bitch

Even if I'm in a daze, I'm feelin' blessed like I'm saved in this bitch, yeah

Kick me when I'm fallin', let me get up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kick me down and I'ma get up (You see me fallin', yeah, yeah)

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

And I'm walkin' with my head up (Up, head up, head up)

It's like a jungle sometimes, it's a setup (Mmm, mmm)

(Girl, you know what I'm sayin')

No Saint lyrics - dej loaf

I'm no saint, but I'm Saint Laurent steppin'

I'll make my own way, I don't need no favors

You can't be my friend, and my hater

Niggas gotta pick a side before you get shaped up

You too, we'll paint your face up

Got the big head, we'll tear your lace up

Good mornin', I don't need no makeup

Your ass and your titties fake, without it, tip dry

My niggas gotta eat, I sat 'em all at the table

I said we ain't gon' do no beef, we gon' bake potatoes

They thought I left, thought I put my cape up

Bet on yourself, nigga, put your cake up

Got the middleman out, get your pay cut

I can feel the hate, I know that they envy us

I been distant, I know that they missin' me

How can you bring up rap and don't mention me?

How many months? You gotta be kiddin' me

You's a fool if you think I ain't goin' down in history

I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't fold, I won't bend

Can't no amount of paper make me turn on my friends

Runnin' through my veins, it's in my bones, it's in my heart, and on my skin

I be with some shooters that don't like to be on film

They can't fuck with you or your bestest friend

Breakin' for the baby, stop whinin'

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

(Saint Laurent steppin'

I'm no saint, but I'm Saint Laurent steppin'

Saint Laurent)

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

He like it when I ride it

She says she wanna be our side chick, yeah

All Dogs Go To Heaven lyrics - dej loaf

Lay back and spread your legs, spread your thoughts

Pray for you, open your mind

Get 'em high (get 'em high)

Get ready for the pressure, head so fire

Can't knock me down, no

I ain't Keri Hilson, my walls don't lie

Hood bitch think she cares that her hips don't lie

All dogs go to heaven, what's your, what's mine?

Handful of ice, yeah, takin' my time

Slow down before your get tied

Too much smoke in your air, I know your lungs gon' get tired

My heart got a icebox inside

My juice box got a juice box inside

Thug Passion, like Tupac inside

One nut make you feel like it's two hundred times

Gave me a ticket, said, "It's your turn to ride"

"Are you big enough?" I said, "Let me see the size"

I don't believe in dick print, show me how it really hit

Just because she ain't think don't mean she cannot take dick

Get 'em high

Bust it open on sight

Bend it over, hit it from the side

We been goin' all night

Challenge me baby, put me to the test

Killin' me softly, put your weapons in my flesh

I can feel it

From my stomach to my chest

I can feel it, yeah

My stomach to my chest

Oh yeah, take control of me

Go deep, bring it close to me

Legs round your neck like a rosary

I think he hate me, he keep chockin' me

Told him shoot up the club, he got his pole in me

Got a different... every day of the week

Nobody ever told me 'bout the birds and the bees, nah

Get ready for the pressure, head so fire

Can't knock me down, no

I ain't Keri Hilson, my walls don't lie

Hood bitch think she cares that her hips don't lie

All dogs go to heaven, what's your, what's mine?

Handful of ice, yeah, takin' my time

Slow down before your get tied

Too much smoke in the air, I know your lungs gon' get tired

Provide At All lyrics - dej loaf

I seen more you, you seen me

Blind as you can be

And it hurts me just to see

Hurt my head just to think

Hurt my eyes just to blink

Take me to a place where I can be out of reach

I know you used to fuckin' with basic broads

You wonderin' if I can take it all

I can but can you provide it all

'Cause before I need you, you gonna need me

You be lookin' for me, ain't no tellin' where I'll be

And sure like I'll be

I got rich off my nigga beats

I got rich off my boys

I can do anything

Reality, made them changes undeniably

I didn't have a choice

It's the only thing fittin' me

Just been in the cut, watchin' the energy

Yeah, I ain't feelin' your energy

I'mma keep on making history

Keep on buildin' my legacy

If I could, I would

In my city passing druggers

I can't barely lift eyelids

Outta spaceships like a Spy Kid

I got they attention undivided

I done sling back gave 'em slices

Cortez like Nike

I had to do it even though it was pricey

I got habits, I got vices

Wanna kick it?

No devices

I'm not looking for love, you can't wrap me

Too much time, he gon' wanna whack me

Spend my time when niggas dance just like me

Say she in a barrel like me, lil' Jada

Blow a nigga back with a hot potato

Ask my brother I would never ever tate 'em

I do everything that I'm able

My DJ turn the turn tables

My soldier boy turned into dicko yeah

We takin' out your plugs and your cables

We lit on all plugs and the cables

We tried to play the plug and the cable

They tried to tell me I couldn't do it by myself

I'm doing shows felt like I'm moving by myself

So up I can't move by myself

So much pain niggas asking am I tough?

I see the world through my buffs

I put my pain in my music and it stop

Put a paint on a nigga light him up

Been with the same, same niggas from the dust

When I'm caught in wrong, had to take the city bus

Run it up

Put your money where my money at we can ante up

Talkin' film, flm, film, picture us

Take, take, take VHS

I know you tryna reach your mark but you can't market us

Niggas blank but I'm talkin' less

I'm so heartless, freeze my flesh

So unbothered got these niggas tighter than a dress

They like "What she gonna do next?"

The real question is, what they gonna copy next? (That's the real question)

What they gonna copy next

I heard you, yeah, I copy that

Yeah, copy cat

You nigga ain't shit but some copy cats

I seen more you, you seen me

Blind as you can be

And it hurts me just to see

Hurt my head just to think

Hurt my eyes just to blink

Take me to a place where I can be out of reach

I know you used to fuckin with basic broads

You wondering if I can take it all

I can but can you provide it all

Running Through My Mind lyrics - dej loaf

You been running through my mind all day

You been runnning through my mind all day

You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day

You ain't answer my calls all day

You ain't even respond to my text

I know you probably out chillin with your niggas

I hope you not out chillin with that bitch

Leave them hoes alone, we gon be great yeah

I got your back baby, you know you safe yeah

I'm addicted to you, it's safe to say yeah

Tell me how you feel, I ain't gon wait here now

And when you come home, layup

Serve it fresh, put this pussy on your face yeah

You been running through my mind all day

You been runnning through my mind all day

You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day

I been in my zone all day

Thinking bout you with your clothes off

Soul all naked

I wanna see you baby, your soul all naked

I wanna see your soul

I said I wanna see your soul

I said your soul all naked

I wanna see you baby, your soul all naked

Yeah your soul all naked

Cause you been running through my mind all day

You been running through my mind all day

You been runnning through my mind all day

You been running, you been running, you been running, you been running through my mind all day

It's A Set Up! lyrics - dej loaf

DDS

Niggas be pillow talkin', they speakin' on me, yeah

Playin' with my name, thinkin' shit sweet, yeah

I ain't worried about a thing, I know where they be, yeah

If they [?] nigga try my family tree

I seen the signs and the messages (Yeah)

Too busy with my medicine

I gotta keep the lights on, Tom Edison

I think it's time I represent

It's a set up (Set up)

It's a stick up (Stick up)

Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live

Light fifty (Fifty)

Swipe quickly (Quickly)

Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me

Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more

Momma know her baby deserve much more

I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me

[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me

Gonna put some real niggas on (On, woah, woah, yeah, yeah)

Put some real niggas on

Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah

Melodies like bomb

They can't take me off my throne

Why they go and did that?

I'm startin' to think all these niggas, they was with that

Put that on your head, ain't no prices on me, yeah

You better get your money back, you put some prices on me

Put a briefcase on your head, lock it with a key

Hmm, you wanna ball up, I'm way out your league

I get love, way overseas

So much weight on my back like I'm Hercules

How you say you got my back then just up and leave

I tried to hit you on the text, I ain't get no ring

It's a set up (Set up)

It's a stick up (Stick up)

Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live

Light fifty (Fifty)

Swipe quickly (Quickly)

Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me

Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more

Momma know her baby deserve much more

I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me

[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me

It's a set up (Set up)

It's a stick up (Stick up)

Any smoke, he can't fuck with my live

Light fifty (Fifty)

Swipe quickly (Quickly)

Told niggas bury themselves, they ain't dyin' with me

Couple people that I love, wish I can trust more

Momma know her baby deserve much more

I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me

[?] these signs, when they ain't right for me

Gonna put some real niggas on (On, woah, woah, yeah, yeah)

Put some real niggas on

Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah

DDS

Let's go

Technical Foul lyrics - dej loaf

Marz

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty (Yeah)

Don't send nobody, they gon' die if they come for me

Lot of these niggas be hostin' me

I beat the odds, I made it out locally

Wanted to watch you grow with me, get dough with me

Come to my shows with me, ride in the Rolls with me

I got niggas right here that's gon' go for me

I ain't gotta send them off, no

Big homie, shit you know just how it go with me

Pistols, money, my weed it grow on trees

They say I'm washed, get a load of me (Load of me)

But I don't think they had enough of me

Who knew I'd turn out to be Hercules

I be with niggas that's sucker free

Yeah, shit can't get ugly

Shit can't get ugly

The bullets they sting you like bumblebee

If it's up then you know that's it's stuck with me

I need you to put all of your trust in me

(Yeah, yeah

I need you to put all of your trust in me

Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Royalty, royalty, royalty (Yeah)

You were so [?] loyal to me

I put you in red, yeah

All black roses from me, oh

Nah, nah, nah, nah

We ain't makin' no peace, I

Only see red, no

I ain't been gettin' no sleep

What they takin' from me, uh? (What they takin' from me, uh?)

I know I walk around with paper on me

I walk around with a stepper on me

Forgi's on the truck, go round and round

Plain jane, she bust is down

Keep it playa, stand your ground

Wipe that make up off your face, girl

I know you love me but you don't want me

I'm too much for you, I do too much for you

You from the other side

And you know I can't fuck with you

No, I can't hook up with you

We was in the projects, we wanted to live like the Huxtable

He gon' get dough with your niggas, thinkin' he untouchable

Dividin' myself, soon as I want my decimals

It's about morals and principles

Don't get fooled by my schedule

Turn your block into a festival

My schedule can get flexible

Arrange shit like edible

Goons collectible

And you know, oh, I might just let it go

Y'all niggas be movin' so skeptical

How can a foul be so technical?

Hmm, hmm, hmm

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No Passes lyrics - dej loaf

DDS

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Niggas be killin' baby daddies, then worried about the kids

Is she really with the shit? Is she really all in her feel, yeah?

Yesterday she had to kill some

Today she gotta heal some

Leave his head on the [?] by the hillstones

Word is, [?], it's on billboard

This the shit, I'm here for

The feds got your name on a clipboard

I didn't cry tears for it

Only surround myself with people I'd do a hunnid years for, uh

It's no limit

She's 'bout it, 'bout it

She got skeletons in her closet

No more fallin' out with niggas, just drop 'em

She got [?], don't need to sponsor

Humble beast, turned me to a monster

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, now he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Niggas got on the edge (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Please don't shoot at no legs

Cause a couple niggas fed

In my city breakin' bread

Put the Eastside on

Back when I had my Levi's on

Bitches ungrateful when they know that they wrong

If I ain't turned my city up, then where the fuck am I from

Y'all be bitin' your tongue, they be bitin' my style

Bitch stop playin' 'fore we knock you down

Playin' with my name is like playin' with the government, it's up a tier

And I ain't never leave my niggas sufferin'

Do you know what I'm up against?

I'm movin' like I'm Ghost out here

Got a lot of power that, I ain't even know I had

Bag a bitch while she takin' in her groceries bag

I'm smokin' good, knowin' that the smoke is bad

Have you ever lost your mind, and lost your head?

Have you ever ever had to bury a friend?

Have you ever ever had to bury your man, yeah?

He got pain in his eyes, they blood red

Used to rock a little taper, know he got dressed (Woah, yeah)

You know why he got dressed

Ain't givin' up no passes, tell my shooter "Go ahead"

"Go ahead" (Go)

And put a loaf on your head (Go)

"Go ahead" (Go)

Put a loaf on your head

Rat lyrics - dej loaf (feat. Baby Money, Babys World & Tay B)

Helluva made this beat baby

[DeJ Loaf:]

We-we-we'll bring the chef to you

My niggas cookin' and they cater to

For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh

For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh

Get killed, that's just what a hater do

And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable

And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable

Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat

Rat, trapped

Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat

Real killers move in silence, no tattoos

Twelve o'clock, youngin' doin' hits on the Mongoose

Had it up to here, I'm in snow boots

A nigga treat me like gold, he gon' eat me like soul food

Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news

Bad bitch, she don't eat fast food

Good pussy, she don't eat fast food

Bad bitches got a bad attitude

Couple shots, she gotta use the bathroom

We-we-we'll bring the chef to you

My niggas cookin' and they cater to

For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh

For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh

Get killed, that's just what a hater do

And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable

And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable

Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat

Rat, trapped

Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat

[Baby Money:]

Hey

If your daddy was a rat, call you Nicki Burns

It's at least sixty racks when I lift my arm

So many bitches in the room, you gotta pick a turn

Niggas stab me in my back, but you live and learn

I done seen niggas get killed over those little jokes

My daddy put a nigga on, got killed for the bros

You think it's strippers in the whip the way we ride with poles

Shit I'm doin' e'rryday be niggas' life goals

If your people was rats, then you're bloodline

We can't find out where you at, then your 'cuz dyin'

I just count it out, two hunnid, gave me butterflies

I order steak when I get hungry, get it butterfly

Come back in white hunnids, bitch, I'm colorblind

Tore up street, it's easy money, fuck the other side

It's a thirty on your chop, it's a drum on me

They gon' get nervous in the spot if I come inside

And it's crazy, niggas brag about my old bitch

I had them hoes homesick from all the road trips

I put M30s in her skirt, told her, "Hold this"

I got a Uzi in this Vert, spray the whole clip

It's easy money

[Babys World:]

My daddy was your vet before you had a vet

I'm thinkin' new Patek, you thinkin' Somerset

My daddy had them keys, still got his set

I made two hunnid off the piece thanks to my connect

Just excuse me if I sneeze, a nigga really blessed

They tried to give her forty Gs, niggas really stressed

I showed a crib from overseas, I thought the bench was pressed

I made a deal for thirty Gs, I had my bitch collect

I skate the plug, can't really read, still show respect

We made a fortune off them Bs, nigga, get some rest

Might send a fortune at your team, hit a nigga set

Ain't no abortions in our genes, from my daddy pack

[Tay B:]

Huh, yeah

My daddy gangster and he rich, that's a fact

Real nigga, took his time on the chin, that's on that

I can go anywhere, nigga, you know Tay steps

And a freak out the country just to get her waist snatched

I fuck niggas' bitches, boy, you can't hit mine

You ain't got one kid and I can't switch mine

Like a fight in the hair salon, you see clips flyin'

My son, daddy, he would never be like 6ix9ine

I hit her and both her friends, that's a three-peat

You fucked that little bitch raw and she got BB

In your bitch pussy or the bank is where you see me

Understand I'm pointin' at niggas like you E.T

Got the best route, we like Waze with this shit

I head off for BME and you paid for the bitch

Gave it up in thirty minutes, you spent days with the bitch

I hurt your feelings, they had that dad take your bitch, huh

We sell drugs, I'm swipin' too, huh

For some ice, let's see what your wife would do, go

Straight for the head, somethin' light-light should do

Daddy a rat, I can see the mice in you

[DeJ Loaf:]

We-we-we'll bring the chef to you

My niggas cookin' and they cater to

For these tips, let's see what a waiter, huh

For these chips, let's see what a hater do, huh

Get killed, that's just what a hater do

And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a vegetable

And I ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable

Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a rat

Rat, trapped

Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a rat

Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news, yeah

My friends couldn't keep up
I'm not doin' no shots but imma show you my guns
Imma take my chances I ain't hide my tongue
Imma screaming to the top of my lungs
If you ain't chasing your dreams what the fuck are you doin'
Tell me how is that fun
Tell me what's keep you goin'
I just wanna know
Fuck it, Imma move on
Cold, the fuck is it snowin'
In Detroit
That's my city, don't think you cool with that gun
You a son of bitch
You ain't tougher than nothin'
I can never be a benchwarmer
Niggas want beef bitch, fuck it, I'm George Forman
Diamonds dancing, gettin' better performin'
I be working on my vocals all night, all morning
No snorin' I warned you
Back where they cracked me joke's and I ain't think shit was funny

Old friends that turned into strangers
Ex Lovers mad that I'm famous
They see the picture I painted
I been going through changes
I prayed to God and I made it
Nobody did me no favor
I'm sorry if you can't take it
I been going through changes

Ever since I was young, knew I was the one
Dazed in new wave, I'm just soaking it in
Funny how they said they want it back then
Once I got it, shit started disappearin'
How you carry yourself, how you speak within
Anything negative ain't part of my plan
God chose me and I be God damned
If I let another soul try to wheel me in
If it was meant to be, you'd be right here
New phone, who dis? Ain't heard from you in years
And they could never call me selfish
Gave chances after chances
Mama knows best, mama said they all jealous
And I ain't gon' lie
That shit is scary when that you love
Don't wanna see you flaunt
Don't wanna see you eat, they wanna take your porridge
I just want my bro free, "Freeman" like Morgan
I'm blessed and I struggle, you don't know my story
Yeah, and shit, soon, I'll be married
Hope to see you and your children at my wedding, baby

Old friends that turned into strangers
Ex Lovers mad that I'm famous
They see the picture I painted
I been going through changes
I prayed to God and I made it
Nobody did me no favor
I'm sorry if you can't take it
I been going through changes

In Living Color (Oh Na Na) lyrics - Dej Loaf

Oh na na, oh na na, oh na na
Say
Oh na na na

I had a dream I was so rich
I woke up I was so rich
I grind for it nigga notice
Were was y'all when we had eviction notices
When, when I was broke they still noticed me
Wishing all my teachers could see the older me
Because now I'm living how I'm supposed to be
Always been the fliest bitch low key
Beef with my niggas let them blow thee
But told [?] if any body touch me
Know some niggas touching number of touch screens
Off White, Raf Simons for spring
I'm a dog who the fuck gon' dog me
Tell a nigga ''get lost don't call me''
You belong with them basic bitches not me

[Ad libs]

I'm way past rapping about my feature price
I leveled up, what you think it coast?
All wolves around me no sheep involved
Different cloth, yeah only when the mink involved
They young and they itching for a reason dog
Catch a pussy at the light put your blinkers on
I was up, I was feeling like I needed more
I had to cherish what I had before I sent it gone
Sitting thinking like damn how can I double this
How can I make it trip' how can I flood my wrist
Bubble coat, butter Timbs
In Detroit that's the type shit we hustle in
Play your cards right or get your hand pulled
Lil' Loaf but she a hand full, and she's hands on

[Ad libs]

Mink dragging she's spazzing
I ain't never been flat, can't never let nothing slide or pass me
Stop comparing 'cause this shit just different
Please stop gazzing
These bitches before I attack them, came from the bottom
Some days I can not phantom
Wen't from the 'jects to a mansion
Took every L came back a champion

Liberated lyrics - Dej Loaf

This for the girls that don't need no makeup when they wake up
For the ones who rockin' lace fronts, you know, I ain't gon' say nothing
Hashtag and you're single, you fresh off the break-up
For the introverts, no, we don't gotta say much

If you feel free then you should lift your hands
Real love, less friends
So many things in this world I don't understand
I won't judge who you love or your brown skin

People gettin' liberated
Get up on your feet if you got the feeling
Hey, get up on your feet
People gettin' liberated
Get up on your feet if you got the feeling
Get up on your feet
People gettin' liberated

Fighting back for so long, baby, break on out of your chains
You don't have to aim to please, or be a certain way
Don't aspire to be what you see in the magazines
There's only one you, and one me

If you feel free then you should lift your hands
Wanna shake it, baby (shake it, baby) like I know you can
So many things in this world I don't understand
I won't judge who you love, or your brown skin

People gettin' liberated
Get up on your feet if you got the feeling
Hey, get up on your feet
Say, people gettin' liberated
Get up on your feet if you got the feeling
Hey, get up on your feet
People gettin' liberated

I was young, I was told, what you reap is what you sow
Life ain't always sunny, don't get caught up in the glow
And I don't know it all but I see as I grow
Can't take the pain away 'cause it's in my soul

If you feel free then you should lift your hands
Wanna shake it, baby (wanna shake it, baby) like I know you can
So many things in this world I don't understand
I won't judge who you love, or your brown skin

People gettin' liberated
Hey, get up on your feet if you got the feeling
(You got the feeling) You can be free
Get up on your feet (Ooh)
Say, people gettin' liberated
Get up on your feet if you got the feeling
(You ain't gotta worry no more)
Get up on your feet

No Fear lyrics - Dej Loaf

Even though I live my life on the road
Doesn't mean I don't have time for you
Plenty have tried, almost came close
But none of them compare to you
So let's live our life, more than one night
Promise if I could, I'd do it twice

So, what you say? Put 'em on pause, press play
Hold on, I got more to say

I know my life can get so crazy but as long as you're right here
None of the gossip, nothing can stop us
I'm wanna love you with no fears
We can do this thing together
Close your eyes and take my hand
Cause what we have is something special
Baby let's just take our chance
Baby let's just take our chance

Last week I was in Paris with friends
Only thing that was missing was you
Who would've thought we wouldn't be married by now
We been true lovers since high school
Let's live our life, dancin' all night
You are where you should be, I want this for life

So, what you say? Put 'em on pause, press play

I know my life can get so crazy but as long as you're right here
None of the gossip, nothing can stop us
I'm wanna love you with no fears
We can do this thing together
Close your eyes and take my hand
Cause what we have is something special
Baby let's just take our chance
Baby let's just take our chance

Don't be shy, don't be scared
I won't judge, I don't care
Baby move your feet, baby move your hips
Been waiting for so long for a feeling like this

I know my life can get so crazy but as long as you're right here
None of the gossip, nothing can stop us
I'm wanna love you with no fears
We can do this thing together
Close your eyes and take my hand
Cause what we have is something special
Baby let's just take our chance
Baby let's just take our chance

EP: "Go Dej Go Vol.1" (2018)

Big Shit Talker lyrics - Dej Loaf

I'm a big shit talker
I'm a big shit talker
I'm a big

I'm a big shit talker (Big shit talker)
I'm a big shit talker (Talkin' hella—)
Big shit talker
Big shit talker (Big shit talker, yeah yeah)
Big shit talker
Big shit talker
I'm a big shit talker (Talk your shit)
I'm a big shit talker (Talk your shit)

I'm in a titty bar smackin' hoes, no chill
(Big shit talkin')
From Detroit, my niggas do that with no deal (That often)
Treat rats like roadkill
Work cost a arm and a leg, like I dope deal, I'm so ill
That head was decent, decent
I'm in the recent, recent
We don't lease it, lease it
Bitch, my piece is hidden
Y'all can't fuck with us
I got a million reasons
Hundred ways to get paid, y'all still the brokest
Hundred bottles, but my brother focused
For any lame ass nigga tryna cause commotion
Give 'em the okey dokey (Huh, woah)
Holy holy
Call them bitches out
Tonight I'm steppin' out

Big shit talker (Big shit talker)
I'm a big shit talker
Big shit talker
Big shit talker (Big shit talker, yeah yeah)
I'm a big shit talker (Big shit talker)
Big shit talker (Big shit talker)
I'm a big shit talker (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a big shit talker (Big shit talker)

I said "Who are you?" (Who are you?)
Get him out the section
Get a nigga goin' then go link up at his session
In the coupe, only time we fuck with 9-11
If I die today, bitch, they gon' bury me a legend, listen
I don't like loops, they hurt (Ouch)
I don't like dude, got him hurt, yeah
Woah, walkin' like I got it on me
You don't see him with me, nah, you ain't my fuckin' homie
Yeah, I be talkin' like I got it on me (Talkin' shit)
It's on me, I'm humble, this my testimony (Listen up)
Niggas been bitin' style, this shit ain't just start happenin'
The way I wear my clothes, the way I'm rappin' (Yeah)
I hear it in your flows, you niggas is trash
(As a motherfucker, man, listen y'all know what time it is)

I'm a big shit talker (Big shit talker)
I'm a big shit talker (I'm a big shit talker, woah)
Big shit talker
Big shit talker (Big shit talker, yeah yeah)
Big shit talker (Big shit talker)
Big shit talker (Big shit talker)
I'm a big shit talker
I'm a big shit talker

I said a big shit talker
I'm a big shit talker, yeah yeah
I be big shit walkin'
Big shit walkin', yeah

Bullshit lyrics - Dej Loaf

DatPiff.com world premiere
Y'all niggas on bullshit
All y'all put out is bullshit
My niggas be on full tilt
Standin' on the couches, on bullshit (Woah, yeah)

Y'all niggas be on bullshit (Yeah)
All y'all put out is bullshit (Bullshit)
My niggas be on full tilt
Standing on the couches, on bullshit (Yeah)
Your bitch, she bullshit (Facts)
And that jewelry is bullshit
Got so much ice on my arm, I'm catchin' bruises
All these niggas bitin' my sound, I ain't stupid (Woah)
Don't be alarmed, car don't come with alarm
It come with lil' Uzi (Woah)
Been a couple years since I fell in love
I'm just tryna dodge Cupid (Woah)

Bentley couple, lose the roof
I had it up to here, I'm 'bout to raise the roof
These bitches takin' shots, they 'bout to make me shoot
You gotta pick a side, you better not make me choose (Woah)

Y'all niggas on bullshit
All y'all put out is bullshit
My niggas be on full tilt
Standin' on the couches, on bullshit (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

I can't be in bitches' face, I can't be fakin' no smiles
I can't wrapped up in no label, I done figured it out
'Cause they wouldn't give a fuck if I died tomorrow
I put my music on my back and on my unborn child
God told me, he said "DeJ, start speakin' your mind
If you the best, say you the best then put some proof behind it
You a queen, you shoulda been in Wakanda
Any bitch want steam, tell 'em we gon' iron her" (Press 'em)
I'm borin', I don't party none
But when I do, I step out and I Tom my Ford
I Off my White, Dior my bitch, adore yours
I don't got no friends, I don't need four doors

Bentley couple, lose the roof
I had it up to here, I'm 'bout to raise the roof
These bitches takin' shots, they 'bout to make me shoot (From Detroit's west side)
You gotta pick a side, you better not make me choose (Woah)

Y'all niggas on bullshit
All y'all put out is bullshit
My niggas be on full tilt
Standin' on the couches, on bullshit (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Woah
From Detroit's west side

Big Keys lyrics - Dej Loaf

Rock got slaps

Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed

I got it poppin', now I want the streets
I lay up with you, you gon’ top me for a week (What's up?)
If I'm in my zone then let me be
I smell like gas, fuck it, let it reek
I see you in your bag, your Fendi, it ain’t cheap
I heard them niggas talkin', they ain't say that shit to me
Sleep walkin' in the crib, got a condo to be free
I pull up in that wagon, baby, put away your Jeep (Yeah)
You remind me of my daddy, that nigga was cheap
I remind me of myself, ain't nobody built like me (No)
When your homeboy died, I ain't feel no sympathy
I drop no fear, niggas say I got too deep

Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed

I dropped out of school, I ain't get me no degree (College)
If you think a bitch better, I'ma have to disagree
30k for the watch and it’s plain as it can be
Ridin’ with my top down, cruisin' PT (Woah)
I fuck with myself so I’m bangin' me
Ain't a nigga really fucked me since I was in my teens
Okay, I'm lyin’, maybe one, two or three
Bitch, you got bodies, open up, lemme see
Any nigga think they hard, you know I gotta peep
If you think my guys are soft, try 'em out and watch 'em squeeze
Gon' fuck it up sis, we gon' fuck it up and leave
I was fuckin' with some broads and I was fuckin' up my cheese (Yeah)
You wouldn't believe

Major cars, big keys
(I told God, "Please, if this shit ain't meant for me")
Push to start, high speed
("I'd rather be out in Waikiki")
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed
Major cars, big keys, push to start, high speed

Last Time I Checked lyrics - Dej Loaf

Look who's got talent, played the violin
Good with his hands, he wanna get hired in
Mini-men, mini-men
Listening to 50 Cent, Get Rich or Die Tryin’
My niggas told me I was legend, I'm a pioneer
I was goin' through some shit, I had to disappear
I can make a gangsta cry real tears
Yeah, that’s real shit
Separate my 20s and my tens
I'ma give the ones and fives to the kids
Mmm, mister ice cream man
I feel like mister ice cream man
I got the world in my hands, bitch
It's Yellow World 'til the end
He ran off with some bands
I bet that boy won't do that shit again

Ain't no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain't no hate in my blood, ain’t no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain’t no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain’t no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked

Played my cards right, came out better deals
These bitches thought I left, but I came back to kill
I was listening to B.I.G., Ready to Die, for real
Yeah, Ready to Die, for real
Rhyme sicker than your average (Average)
These bitches know, nigga ask your favorite rapper (Ask that bitch)
They want heat, this a classic
All your shit waste management
I'm sorry I don't got no big butt to pose (Oh, no)
But I know some places that your man will go (Yes, he will)
Nah, he ain’t gon' tell me, "No" (Nope)
Always keep it real, shit, that's my approach
Yeah, betted on my self, put on my own Loaf
Shit different now, we gamblin' on marble floors
Young leprechauns, we ain't gon' stop, we want the pot of gold
Hard work pays off, I got a lot to show

Ain't no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain't no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain't no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked
Ain't no hate in my blood, ain't no hole in my chest
All my niggas was good last time that I checked

Rhyme sicker than your average
Rhyme sicker than your average

Who Gon Stop Us lyrics - Dej Loaf

Yeah... woahh... yeah
I say
Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin' with my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin' with my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Who fuckin' with me
I don't really see nobody
I told 'em try me
Have them bitches nervous bout me
And your big homie know that I'm the problem
I try to get rid of niggas so I that can blossom
'Cause it's gon take more than a dozen roses
If your business gets slow
And your friends turn foe
Loyalty is everything
I only love my bros
And I never beg for features
From these rap niggas (nah, nah)
I'm proud to say I ain't fucked a rap nigga
Yeah, they all cap with it
Me never been sitting back chillin'
Soaking up the game and healing
27 I want children, dej don't let this rap shit kill you

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin' with my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin'
With my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Started texting, now she sends me nudes for breakfast
Like how I spit it, I'll invite you to my session
Location, these bitches ain't got address (no way?
So some shit, I'm just nit addressing
And all my niggas ain't rich yet
But they're progressing
I was down to my last now I'm all invested
Thankful for the L'S
Thankful for the lesson
Had to turn them into wins now I want revenge (now I want revenge)
It ain't a weapon that can make me feel protected
But we keep haters for all aggression

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin'
With my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin'
With my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

Who gon' stop us
We be mobbin'
With my dawgs
Them niggas don't play about me
Ask about me they gon say I keep it solod
Ain't cross nobody for no paper
I went around it

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