Sit Still Young Dolph
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[Chorus]
I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still
Fuck sitting still, man, I'm tryna get a mill
I'm on the [?] negotiating [?] record deal
Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel
This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than holyfield
Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib
Plenty pistols, [?] that's just how I live
Everybody want me, I can't never sit still
[Verse 1]
My mama say I smoke too much and take too many trips
She always fussing at me, till I break her off some [?]
I'm in the hood smoking out the pound, selling zips
Keep that purple on me, you might think that I was [?]
Closet full of [?] shit, I'm always going shopping
[?]
These Guccis I just bought [?] ones I'm rocking [?]
Riding in the Kia, got a Jag in my pocket though
Louie framеs, Luie sneakers with thе Luie beanie
This a hood classic, shout out to my nigga [?]
Still fuck with that red shit, nigga, and that nigga [?]
The streets requested for me, now these niggas got trouble
Dolph
[Chorus]
I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still
Fuck sitting still, man, I'm tryna get a mill
I'm on the [?] negotiating [?] record deal
Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel
This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than holyfield
Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib
Plenty pistols, [?] that's just how I live
Everybody want me, I can't never sit still
I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still
Fuck sitting still, man, I'm tryna get a mill
I'm on the [?] negotiating [?] record deal
Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel
This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than holyfield
Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib
Plenty pistols, [?] that's just how I live
Everybody want me, I can't never sit still
[Verse 1]
My mama say I smoke too much and take too many trips
She always fussing at me, till I break her off some [?]
I'm in the hood smoking out the pound, selling zips
Keep that purple on me, you might think that I was [?]
Closet full of [?] shit, I'm always going shopping
[?]
These Guccis I just bought [?] ones I'm rocking [?]
Riding in the Kia, got a Jag in my pocket though
Louie framеs, Luie sneakers with thе Luie beanie
This a hood classic, shout out to my nigga [?]
Still fuck with that red shit, nigga, and that nigga [?]
The streets requested for me, now these niggas got trouble
Dolph
[Chorus]
I'm always on the run, I can't never sit still
Fuck sitting still, man, I'm tryna get a mill
I'm on the [?] negotiating [?] record deal
Money over bitches, homie, that's just how I feel
This shit I'm smoking on hitting harder than holyfield
Walk up in my house, look like a gun show at the crib
Plenty pistols, [?] that's just how I live
Everybody want me, I can't never sit still
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