Fly Away
Ahem
I'd like for you to take this time
And remember where you was
The first time you heard Dedication
If I asked you how many times you've listened to D2
Could you tell me?
Datpiff.com world premiere
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you heard
When we had a black president
D4 and 5, we got back to business
Y'all done copied the rhymes
Y'all done stole the artwork
Tried to emulate my *******t-talkin'
Weezy and Dram' — we are the Mixtape Blueprint
Hahaha! You welcome
A Dedication
I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis; that's DNA
Got a dyke ho, nympho, and your ******* layin' next to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they make me feel A-OK
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and Alcohol all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this broad need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; that's my DNA
You'll get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop hoes, Xanies straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got gates
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, inside this *****, it's laced
I smoke doobies, don't smoke J's,
Don't watch movies, don't go to plays
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got Uzis on the way
I don't be choosey, I don't be safe,
I don't get woozy, I get the waist
My ******* ballin' like Zhané, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her waist
I been dreamin' I caught a body
That's some sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American dream to a ******* that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, it's the home of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one line on the plate
She's gon' take it to the face,
Like "Thin line between love and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, call that my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and *******t, call that PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got Bloods down in the A
I got Bloods everywhere you lay but ain't no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef like USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll be On My Way
I got plugs I ain't got to pay, I got *******t I ain't got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean like I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey
Now it's Bumbu by the case, *****, ***** you, fly away
Six *******t, (blrrrp)
Dedicated
To the culture that Tunechi birthed
To the sons and daughters of Weezy
Y'all *****s still watching a master at work
(I already got)
D6
I already got the Ganja
I already got the Fanta
All black like Uganda
Hair back like E. Honda, wait
Hardhat like a condom
Your skull crack, then we crowned you
Shark bite to a flounder
Bar fight to a bouncer, wait
All Franks like Sinatra
Face been painted, they ain't never clowned him
Everybody rakin' cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter than Whatchamacallit
All y'all take a seat on this toilet
Y'all ain't *******t, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away with the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about your coffin and started barfin'
Thought about your orphans, how they probably starvin'
Thought about this artful *******t, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' like Ricardo
Walkin' 'round like the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my ***** Swizz, *****s gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and ***** hit the target
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the targets
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my vultures keep an extra cartridge
And make sure my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My ***** is her electric chair, feel the voltage
And her ******* better smell like a orchid
Wetter than a wi*******n' well, need a quarter
Damn, I wish I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I wish I drank a lil more water
Damn, my ***** stank a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up with a redbone, scarlet
With a yellowbone car
That smoke green, that's Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, that's horror
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh, F-R-uh
All the Gs in my corner, them boys so warriors
Believe we deserve every leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my headquarters
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but it's lighter than a clover
I'm your *******, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white like Crayola
Nut like granola all in your ******* rollers
You never been in jail, I never been in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan
This is that sick *******t, the sickness is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the disease is growin'
The ******* is hoein', the witnesses knowin'
The dollars are torn, they fi*******ng for coins
I continue goin', I get to the boar and
I rip off his horns, six in the mornin'
Then I just yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, it's 6, the reward
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