(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
Had to cut some niggas from 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)
And this smoke, it can't fuck with my liver
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
Mama know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
Always seeing these signs, when they ain't right for me

Had to put some real niggas on (on, whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah)
Put some real niggas on
Oh, oh, whoa
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 baller? 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)
And this smoke, it can't fuck with my liver
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
Mama know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
Always seeing these signs, when they ain't right for me

It's a set up (set up)
It's a stick up (stick up)
And this smoke, it can't fuck with my liver
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
Mama know her baby deserve much more
I'ma make you proud, know you lookin' down on me
Always seeing these signs, when they ain't right for me

Had to put some real niggas on (on, whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah)
Put some real niggas on
Oh, oh, whoa

DDS
What's good?

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Writer(s): David Demal Smith, Deja Trimble