Dead Presidents

Jose Lugo

My stomach always grumbling
Like a niggah had no supper
I'm sweating in the winter and I shiver in the summer
I'm sweating thc
Nicotine
My health is flawless
One day I hope to go and die high cuz heaven closer

There's nothing left to hate
Let's go support each other
If you hate we catch a fade
After that we end up brothers

Tho I'm off up in this journey
Bloody dirty I'll be back
My knuckles looking ashy from the jaws I crack

Bang bang
Mutherfuker
If you dead we kill another if the price is right you get your brain blown by a brother
Niggas tryna go ahead and shine by flaunting dollar
And I'm just tryna get my head right and help another
I'm silky smooth like butter
And grimey like a gutter
I burn gas like a hummer and choke you like I'm homer
Fucked your hoe without a rubber
Slated then I hit sober
Man who knew the Hennup essy would help a nigga hit it longer

Man I'm back in this bitch
With a Superman apperal
Ain't got no super powers but verses be unstable
She ride me like a stallion and she got you at the stable
You thinking that you better now that's a funny fable
Pendejo

I'm a devil who purchased a halo
Don't need to sell my soul to get attention from a label
They tried to crucify for putting food on the table
I guess I had no right to touch the ladle
No hate tho

Fuck it up, had to learn to laugh when I'm in pain tho
Had to hold them tears and push back inside my facial
All my demons haunt eternal
They fucking up my mental
Generations breeding addicts guess this habit is ancestral

Wishing they be beefin with me
Id be flattered to go ahead and kill a bitch on a beat

Niggas wanna fuck and then leave
Imma fuck the game make some bread, do it all again and do me
I be like Mac and Devon (young wild free)
Will I make it to heaven? (Guess we'll see)
Will I ever feel elated? (Issa possibility)
Is my ego granny gonna make it? (R.i.p)

Shit I was just a youngin
Up in the Dominican Republic had in mind everything I wanted to be
All I have to do is make some cheese spread it with family tree make some haters love me

I'm try try go and keep it g
I'm too fire for you b
Now go to bed before I go put yo ass to sleep
Hasta mañana
Nigga cant be wasting his saliva a volcano spitting lava like a llama spitting baba
I flow like Alibaba and my fortunate bananas
Cuz I got no baby momma and my momma rocking Prada
A nigga praise the ganja!
Like a nigga Rastafarai
A nigga got the hair lungs be looking like a sauna

I gets the pussy wet you get it dry like the Sahara
Take her to niagra when she on me riding shotgun
Dogs that bark the most be the ones that never bite ya
So imma keep it silent like the g up in lasagna

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