D$waylo - Tell Me What You Want

Tell me what you want from a youngin
I been on a paper chase now baby I am stunting
She blowing up my phone baby girl quit bugging
I’m out here with my slimes baby girl we thugging
Demons they go bumping
Through the night
Penitentiary chances I was fighting for my life
I pray before I sleep so that way I know I’m alright
Lil n***a sharp as hell and I’m not talking bout no knife
No you can’t be wife
Play with me and you get off like a slice
Couple shooters who maneuver they not nice
Eyes on me when I’m on stage under the lights
Brand new patek on my wrist I’m dripped in ice
You know I’m living this life
I get the pack gone and double up twice
Feeling like I’m doing right
My diamonds a stone it mess up my sight
Feeling the vibe is alright
Versace shades they dimming the light
Swaylo the man is tht right
lately freestyle I don’t wanna write
I don’t wanna argue they don’t want a issue
My diamonds to cold like pass me the tissue
release the hounds my dawg gone get you
No internet beefing I don’t wanna diss you
From off of the roof my shooter gone hit you
Bullets won’t miss you he shooting the missile
Now it’s chalk on the ground it look like a stencil
They screaming my name I’m gone blow yea I’m finto
Tell me what I want from a youngin
I been on a paper chase now baby I am stunting
She blowing up my phone baby girl quit bugging
I’m out here with my slimes baby girl we thugging
Demons they go bumping
Through the night
Penitentiary chances I was fighting for my life
I pray before I sleep so that way I know I’m alright
Lil n***a sharp as hell and I’m not talking bout no knife
No u can’t be wife
Tell me what I want from a youngin
I been on a paper chase now baby I am stunting
She blowing up my phone baby girl quit bugging
I’m out here with my slimes baby girl we thugging
Demons they go bumping
You can’t tell me nothing
See the diamonds flooded
Swaylo is star studded
Made it out the trenches my family don’t want for nothing
Play ball and get stitches lil n***a you foul for nothing
While I keep counting hunnids
I get tht bank bags up in the trunk it’s with me
Rolling stank and you know we gone get litty
Me and my gang and you know we run the city
That hell cat thang hear the tire skrt I’m drifting
I dont care what these haters say
Only thing on my mind is get paid
Im washing pain down with the drank
Take you to another universe with the s*** I say
Tell me what you want from a youngin
I been on a paper chase now baby I am stunting
She blowing up my phone baby girl quit bugging
I’m out here with my slimes baby girl we thugging
Demons they go bumping
Through the night
Penitentiary chances I was fighting for my life
I pray before I sleep so that way I know I’m alright
Lil n***a sharp as hell and I’m not talking bout no knife
No you can’t be wife

Written by:
DeAngelo Kelly

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