Lil Duke

"She Mine"

[Intro]
(Ghostrage)
Yeah, turn it up a lil' bit
Yeah, I'ma tell y'all a story

[Chorus]
I saw the look in her eyes and she went right from the start
Stood on the block with the guys, we had to watch for the narcs
These n*ggas be hatin' a whole lot of jealousy
I'm 'bout to pray for my n*ggas got felonies
Back in the day, I was sellin' it
I get the pack and I'm mailin' it
Bad lil' b*tch and I call her my vibe
Came out the streets and I cannot deny it
Flew to LA and I got on my grind
Left what I left, I'm not lookin' behind
We don't just be f*ckin', she mine
n*ggas be crossin' the line
'Til they get hit with that iron
n*ggas, they losin' they life

[Verse 1]
I'm with a whole lot of bosses
n*gga get whacked, we not takin' no losses
I put that sh*t on and I don't want no sauce
Same n*ggas hit me, they hoes are gettin' tossed
Since I was young, had a vision
Lately I been on a mission
I got that good aim and precision
All of that cap, we gon' knock off your fitted
Boy, you just need to relax
pus*y so good and she keep it wet
Country boys on the way, I gotta tax
Whole lot of bad b*tches say I'm attract'
They salute me like the cap'
Had to go hard, now I'm makin' it happen
I spent a lot on the drip
I'm so in love with this fashion
If they get behind me, I'm smashin'
Geeked up and leanin', I hope I don't crash it
Used to be robbin', no mask
Takin' the sh*t without askin' (Give me that)
Thirty-one flavors like Baskin
Who is this lil' n*gga? Everybody askin'
Lil' n*gga used to be ashy
I went from ashy to classy

[Chorus]
I saw the look in her eyes and she went right from the start
Stood on the block with the guys, we had to watch for the narcs
These n*ggas be hatin' a whole lot of jealousy
I'm 'bout to pray for my n*ggas got felonies
Back in the day, I was sellin' it
I get the pack and I'm mailin' it
Bad lil' b*tch and I call her my vibe
Came out the streets and I cannot deny it
Flew to LA and I got on my grind
Left what I left, I'm not lookin' behind
We don't just be f*ckin', she mine
n*ggas be crossin' the line
'Til they get hit with that iron
n*ggas, they losin' they life

[Verse 2]
How many n*ggas stay solid?
He gon' fold up like a wallet
Fly like a plane, I'm the pilot
I got everything, I don't need a stylist
Swear all these b*tches be wildin'
Can't trust these b*tches, they childish
I used to brake on a Taurus
Now everyday in a foreign
I'm in the back of the Maybach
If you my lil' b*tch, I'ma say that
I already know where my plate at
Shootin' at me, I'ma spray back
Lot of these n*ggas ain't built for this
n*ggas ain't built for this
I can not f*ck with no middleman
Might as well build a b*tch
You told on your dawg, you a rat
You need to get beat with the bat
All of that cappin' go put on a cap
You probably re-up with a gram
You wasn't serving that yam
I had to take care of the fam
Now they be knowin' who I am

[Chorus]
I saw the look in her eyes and she went right from the start
Stood on the block with the guys, we had to watch for the narcs
These n*ggas be hatin' a whole lot of jealousy
I'm 'bout to pray for my n*ggas got felonies
Back in the day, I was sellin' it
I get the pack and I'm mailin' it
Bad lil' b*tch and I call her my vibe
Came out the streets and I cannot deny it
Flew to LA and I got on my grind
Left what I left, I'm not lookin' behind
We don't just be f*ckin', she mine
n*ggas be crossin' the line
'Til they get hit with that iron
n*ggas, they losin' they life

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