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dom cioci - outro (feat.gen) lyrics
[chorus: gen]
i don’t know myself
i just wanna make you proud
momma told me “never doubt yourself.”
try to make it i_
why do i try so hard for you when you’re putting me down?
i put my life on hold for you
i’m ready right now
[verse 1: gen]
mistrust and must’ve misjudged me
white dusting on your brass cufflink
white, white_
ima intervene for a minute
white, white_
tell me watcha_
why you folding with your cards on the table
you can never come close to us
thought i told you i was finished
but i’m feeling like i never wanna give you up
[chorus: gen]
i don’t know myself
i just wanna make you proud
momma told me “never doubt yourself.”
try to make it i_
why do i try so hard for you when you’re putting me down?
i put my life on hold for you
i’m ready right now
[verse 2: dom cioci]
lookin’ for a problem with ’em
they just wanna talk
i could make a call, murder everything you love, yeah
i was just a kid back then but i’m grown now
“dom how it feel to be the greatest in your hometown?”
i don’t give a f_ck, yeah b_tch i want it all now
f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?
split it with my dogs
twin clippers and we keep em at the compound
drop down, this a big chop i might pop_
what if i just gave em exactly what they want?
what if i put em in they’re place every month?
imagine i made a f_cking song about blunts and posted it on 4/20 while i’m living with my mom
“f_ckin’ loser!”
my right hand wrote, sang, and produced it
my right_hand man 30 milligram tootskie
listen man, right before i hit the fan
usually, ima pick a poor soul and get to verbal abusing
my pen game is impeccable, i should get paid to do it
not just for the show, for writing this in my room
enlightenment from the kid who never showed up to school
and smoked because he needed it
not ’cause that sh_t was cool
30 grams in my bag my princ_p_l almost caught me
i sold it 5 dollars a gram to get it off me
my house bein’ watched by the feds it happened often
i thank god that my moms hasn’t lost it
[outro: dom cioci]
you can never_
you can never catch me
b_tch, i’m too saucy
plus i take my time with this sh_t and use caution
i break bread with my brothers and k!ll ’em softly
i like my denim cold washed and cold_
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