Big Daddy Deeks - Daddy's Vendetta, Pt . 2

Got 3 phones
Ty better chill with the breesh for I buy the nigga two pole arms
So loud look at me got the Porsche on E fill it up on the block hold on
E brake then I skeet when I speak no repeat no receipt hit the gas then I'm gone
In a Z, two seats no room for a treesh roll cage make a nigga hold on
Pick a beat that could beat when the streets need Deeks imma be like a super hero
See the V with the suicide doors
So I aim out the door not the glass
When I speak this is me nobody in the back with a string hanging out the window
Fuck that imma do it for the clan
Both sides of the V say BAG

Block away gang green gang
Oh yeah
Damn
You know
Imma do what I gotta do
Oh yeah

Imma share what I got even if I don't got it
I'm givin' like half to my mans
Even if he don't got it and never gone got it
I got it for him understand
See it's not what he should, or what he done coulda' do
It's about what he could did
Fourty five hunnid to match how I'm shooting
I swear to god niggas is mad

Cuz I do em dirty
I call up Ace see and my unc he go ham
See Trini the Don he tat up his arm
And if I say go he don't jam
I could care less if I'm never that famous I figure ya' bitch is a fan
See niggas don't share what be poppin'
They scared of the wave
Imma BAG everything
Green on the page, green on ya screen, even the bag wedding ring
Niggas is married together
We tighter than ever, I'm never gone sign
Unless it's like 45 milli and even then I need it 50 more times
Have you seen what I did in a month
Imma do what had took you a year
Niggas be stressed about diamonds and money and what they gone wake up and wear
I never needed a stylist but if you gone style me just know what I wear
Niggas be childish they make up they violence they fabricate what u gone hear
See daddy don't do that
And they tried to do it
And look what it did

Written by:
Shadeek Richardson

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