Mani Draper - W.L. NFT (D.O.C.'s Gospel)
White label NFTFighting for my inner peace
Glasper when I bend a key
Parked somewhere in the East
Tax breaks all a nigga need
Wesley feeling Nino
The Jeep
Was just a feat
They swear to god it was a kilo
Money tall as Deebo
Rest in power Tiny
They gotta run it by me
Loyalty is pricey
Fuck who don't like it
Since away on my sidekick
I planned this shit precisely
Don't blame none of you niggas
That try to do it just like me
One to the 2 3 4
I'm on assignment
Secret society of service
Remain Silent
The bay was on a diet
Aunty Taught me how to pray
Squeak made sure we stayed violent
Never felt nothing like this
Satan has no business here
In therapy
I'm crystal clear
Threat to mine
You'll disappear
Tapped in
Smell the fear
Take like what HOV did
And times it by 400 years
Too busy tighten screws
Not concerned with who over there
Airstake
Hold the spare
A pole and the Lord's Prayer
Buss down
No shares
Don't circle back
For no squares
A loud pack
Of your top 5
Don't test drive
We let god steer
Don't test drive
We let god steer
I'll be low in Dallas till you come to terms
Till then
I'm sucka duckin
This feel like the firm
I'm Esco with the part
Like damn
All the region needed was heart
Spot the mark
Put the pressure to em
Get everybody best effort
When you the best do it
Parade like they built it
Shit I say make em prove it
Mine the money
The trap is ugly
Do You value losin
We turnt the bay up
Just like Elon
They thought they was movin
Tell the world their independent
But signed in perpetuity
That Shallow art
Won't fill a seat
The g code was on repeat
Big tymin
We elite
Make yo main lace her cleats
Respectfully
I mean
File all the receipts
Crypto don't crease
This for my niece
You need a sign off To release
Bet the spirt reach
So it's not hard at all to sleep
Pack from a flock
It ain't hard to spot the sheep
Same ones that lined up
Be the ones you fought to feed
Written by:
Armani Jackson
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