Deezy Da Duce - Take Care Lyrics

When the shit hit the fan
You gon' duck for cover
Or you gon' stand there and face it
Hide if you want
It's gon' find you like Jason
But this ain't no movie
This shit ain't rated
It's real life
I can talk it cause I'm knowing what it feel like
See the weight of the world been on my back so long
Now heavy shit feel lite
I done switched up my views
I watch how I move
Now niggas wanna say that I changed
And the shit make me feel white
I swear to God it don't feel right
Come around I still might
You know
Just to hear the word
Niggas talk like Tweety Bird
Niggas believe what they see on tv first
That Facebook/IG shit be worse
Instead of helping niggas
They rather see ya hurt
Then laugh bout the shit in a group text
Niggas dying out of nowhere nowadays
Who next
Not me
Nigga asked who can spare em some change
Not me
I need every penny
And any nigga comin' up short
They better gimme
Yep
Nigga I need it
I got a daughter to feed
And she greedy
A God in skinny jeans when you see me
Try if you wanna
Die if you wanna nigga

Let me tell you something too real quick
Look bro
It be ya own people that'll come to yo game
Just to see if you win or not
Don't let that go over your head

Yep
Better worry bout you
Stop looking out for folk that ain't worried you
See you talk too much
We heard bout you
You ain't no aggressor
You the type to fold under pressure
Me
I'm the type you gotta approach with a yes sir
Respect is a must
Disrespect and get rushed
I'm Warren Sapp
Daddy be Dasani with the flow
You all tap
Put me on any beat I can go
You all trap
Resume full of work I can show
You all yap
I can tare it down at any show
They all clap
I can get any bitch any hoe
They all lap
You ain't really street and it show
You all cap
You ain't what you spit in ya flow
You all rap
Space be Keenan
I be Kel
We All That
Showing up at ya front door in all black
Niggas better pay what they owe and I'll fallback
Niggas be talking shit and to quick to duck
They all quack
Niggas be with they click deep as fuck
They all wack
Bitches DM'n pics of they butt
They all stacked
No clothes on
Ass out
All crack
Send it to my niggas in a text
We all laugh
We ain't really pressed for no sex
We all pass
Niggas tryna get to the bag
We all smash
For the cash
Uh huh