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david gibson - stay schemin' (remix) كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 (david gibson)
if you aiming at the king then you aiming at the crown
if you say you f-cking with me n-gga you a f-cking clown
these n-ggas all jokes until a n-gga come around
and even though i’m down at school i’m still running my town
i made it from the bottom still reaching for the top
all my money clean now so i ain’t worried bout the cops
i ain’t worried bout these hoes even though they tryna trap me
and all these fake n-ggas even though they tryna clap me
these n-ggas think they major, but these n-ggas really minor
these n-ggas all p-ssy, fix your f-cking panty liners
in high school we was cool now you talking that chit chat
don’t make me call my boys cause if i do it’s a cl-t clat
that’s how it goes, but who knew it ever get this far
use to aim for the clouds and now i aim for the stars
everytime i reach a goal, i raise the bar a little higher
see no evil, hear no evil boy call me richard pryor
whats up, whats up i got my entourage now
not out to k!ll n-ggas only so much i allow
i lost my n-gga benji over an attempt murder charge
now i’m wishing he could see me living large
but sh-t, we popping bottles til you get out
n-ggas out to get you will never know your where abouts
it’s a shame the real n-ggas gotta look over they shoulder
cause the fake n-ggas tryna be holders (these n-ggas schemin’)

verse 2 (jeffrey lee)
loaf of bread
hard bottoms and collars
a bunch of dollars from n-ggas pickin’ cotton
a mafia my familia poppin’
and i ain’t dissin or trippin i’m real walkin
everday that’s every morning with my coffee til my coffin
and say it like i play it cuz i know the people watching
lookin silly and akward talkin
im so black and she yellow u know what it is shawty
an extravagant fella blame that on my crib homie
i played from peeler street to sunny glenn went all in
rebel flags wavin where my grandma p-ssed then sh-ttin me
all i do is win i can’t see n0body gettin me
and that’s on collard greens black eyed master ps
straight up out the trunk with it for my n-ggas after me
playboys, d-boys, schoolboys, athletes
runnin all my tracks back verses be like laps to me

verse 3 (samo)
get it then flip it, then get it flip it thats how to make a living
i’m tryna make a dollar outta sh-t that makes a million
pushing in the cold till your face got no more feeling
spittin, i’m livin with hitmen that are tryna make a k!lling
black hoodie–black mask
that’s called a come up, motherf-cka, now who laughs last
but i ain’t laughin cuz ain’t nothing funny
stop– don’t nothing move but the money
its hard to do your thing when all these n-ggas schemin
yea i got my team, we big in the city g-men
bad b-tch to bone cuz i’m a doggy dog
n-gga you know the game and its dog-eat-dog
smoking endless doobies just to ease my stress
what i need to stress is when i need to rest
cuz i see duress when i see that chest
she call me a work-a-holic, said i need to be the best
boys wanna be dons doing it wrong and end up murked
you a botty boy, a scotty boy in a skirt
i am down to earth, down since birth, got that work
n-gga you rhyming? that sh-t deep, six feet in the earth

- david gibson

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