letra de doves to vultures (ywn anthem) - daboii
[intro]
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
d-mn callan
[chorus]
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
[verse 1]
i put that on the gang, i put that on my mama
strictly only brothers b-tch i still ain’t got no patnas
throw a party on yo’ block with all these choppas like i’m sada
ain’t got no kids but when i put it in her guts she call me papa
n-gga f-ck rap, puff puff p-ss
thinking i’m a l!ck you’sa a dumb dumb -ss
and b-tch i need sp-ce, get the f-ck f-ck back
got no trust for a b-tch but i trust that strap
we gon’ keep on moving forward, never back trackin’
i went down for two straps but i’m backpackin’
my n-gga talk behind my back i’ma back slap him
and you ain’t who you say you is, you be act actin’
n-gga you’sa b-tch, n-gga you’sa mark
i should take what you got ’cause i can tell you got no heart
if i took your leg and arms you still wouldn’t want no parts
b-tch ask me who i’m is, i just laugh, where should i start?
[chorus]
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
[verse 2]
i put that on everything that i love
i got plugs, got drugs, got funk and got guns
when y’all n-ggas spit a verse y’all sound like my sons
n-gga talking like he sick, b-tch ni-gga pop some’
shout out kilo curt, he got mob ties
reach for what’s on my neck, he can die trying
in the club ain’t shaking that? so you shy shy?
and if i gotta up this glock he going bye bye
’round some illegal sh-t like i’m above the law
really riding with them straps like i ain’t f-ckin’ raw
n-gga even if we was blood i wouldn’t f-ck wit’ y’all
two two threes out that chop knock his stomach off
my b-tch keep a baby glock and some pepper spray
n-gga i’ma let it loose before i hesitate
i got two phones like i’m kevin gates
and rip la ’cause myself i had to separate
on the gang
[chorus]
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
i’m a young wild n-gga, give a f-ck about the fame
sob the squad they tryna come up off the name
doves turn to vultures when they feel enough of pain
i could never bend or break and i put that on the gang
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