Yungstaxx - D.O.A Lyrics

Dead on arrival, Just pray for my rivals
Yeah
Cus when the glock bust nigga
It ain't no survival
Yeah
You call him ya brother but is that someone you gon' die for
Yeah
But I just been stacking my chips
Man I make money blind fold-ed

Told my bro we gon get it right
We been planning our shit so we could have a better life
I'm a beast come alive at night
And she stay with the kid cus she know imma hit it right
If you fuck me over I won't be polite
I got paper baby I can change ya life
I been taking these drugs now I feel alright
I been smoking so much I fly like a kite
These niggas be doing too much
I sip on the drink I put Sprite in the mud
Hear the drum roll when I'm beating her guts
I dropped off the kids like they hopped out the bus
I'm out in a Jif, she allergic to nut
Said she want my heart but I fell outta love
And I told 'em I can't put my trust in a slut
I be counting the paper like I'm Daffy Duck

Despicable nigga
I feel invincible nigga
We can get rid of you niggas
Feeling you niggas
You think that we feeling you niggas
I'm feeling like killing you niggas
Used to rock Jordan's up in my interview nigga
Cause I'm not a regular nigga I ain't
I'm up in a Beamer I8
And my heart be hurting sometimes but I say I'm aight
And money be callin', falling falling
I don't got time to be stalling
Joseph
Make sure you watching ya back what my bro said
Only time I got is time in my Rolex
I just want ways to go run it up
I cannot put my trust in a lotta y'all
1942 Yeah it's a party dawg
Got a whole lotta gold like it's Mardi Gras

Dead on arrival, I pray for my rivals
Yeah
Cus when the glock bust
It ain't no survival
Yeah
You say that's ya brother, but is he someone you gon' die for
Yeah
But I just been stacking my chips
Man I make money blind fold-ed

Yeah we step out the bando
Yeah you know what I stand for
She don't get no more bands hoe
And I stay with the blicky on me cause I can't go
And I got a bankroll
I be leaving the spot like we just robbed the bank hoe
And I'm with the Bang Bros
I ain't speaking bout that but we still like to bang hoes
All my verses be lethal
I'm a man of the people
When I murder the beat it's illegal
Niggas taking yo shit like they Deebo
And the gas in the blunt got me evil
I be thinking bout living a fast life
Any way to go get all my cash right
I was silent in school cause my class white
I got vv's shining like a flash light

And they know that I'm hot man that's damn right
I be feeling like Cudi it's day and night
Every night I be looking for answers
When I call on the lord he don't answer
And I know I be taking my chances
Every day gotta move with a hammer
I be switching it up like I'm Hannah Montana
I fell in love with a dancer
Caught him on the block he put his hands up
Ya homies is bitch needa go pick they mans up
And I went to Atlanta, I'm with the scammers
Fuck it we don't got no manners
And I just been outta control
Cus I fell in love with a hoe
I don't got a heart, let it go
I put my love in a pole

Dead on arrival, I pray for my rivals
Yeah
Cus when the glock bust
It ain't no survival
Yeah
You say that's ya brother, but is he someone you gon' die for
Yeah
But I just been stacking my chips
Man I make money blind fold-ed

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Dead on arrival
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