I feel compelled to update you guys on where I'm at. Here's one more song before the month wraps up. I have a lot of projects in mind, namely the next solo project after "DESCENSION" - excited for y'all to hear this new sound. At times I find myself NOT inspired to do much at all. I hope y'all enjoyed "HOT NIGGAS" - it was part of my creative release/relief. We know the circumstance we're in right now, and honestly, I can feel it sapping away my drive to make music. Soon, I'll get over it, I think. Stay safe out there, y'all. I'm over here, entertained, entertaining, YA DIG', haha. Enjoy. @pesopetemusic is here too.
Verse (DAX):
Y'all niggas trash, finna kill my mood
Shawty steady watching everything I do
Gotta spread the blessing like I sneezed, achoo
DMV mami, she got me guh
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Don't want no smoke, this boy scared of Marlboro
Whip with the chain on my neck like I'm Nolo
Bebe, entiende, yo soy de mi solo
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Keys to the kingdom, and I made the locks
Beat's taking damage when I hippity hop
I feel like Swerzie, my glock: it won't stop
She knows I like it when she wears that top
Nobody's messing with PreacherDudeRox
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...been in that sort of mind
Lyrics, I'm so divine with it, I got 'em all
Living even though I leave 'em all mortified
She wants to have my last name like it's Goldeneye
Skirts hella short and her thighs high are more than high
David stays more than high, up and I'm more than high
...ooo, I take 'em to
FD, we running it: whatever the set be
Came for necks, you know it ain't friendlies, you niggas won't
End me, gotta win evidently, hit the kicks like I'm
Jet Li, ride around in the Bentley, they know I run the
Score like I was Alan Silverstri, ugh
2020, got this one in the bag
Fear of God and Omocat on the tag
DAX and PE$O, so expect us to brag
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Ain't my niggas, then y'all just "these these"
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Whole family, man I swear they need me
Run up on an opp, I couldn't leave a nigga breathin'
iceboi72, I got her neck still looking freezing
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f'yooch has really been the team right now
Your collective tryna' do just what we do
Walk with a beam when collecting my Suicunes
Bae's in her thigh highs when bumping like Miku, she
Listens to sweet tunes, she's got that cake and I
Still got that sweet tooth, she's hitting play, it's the
Dude who reheats food
...stupid
