EST Gee - Sky Dweller lyrics

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EST Gee - Sky Dweller lyrics

[Intro] See how much you really love your family 'Cause of you, this, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I don't get tired of thuggin', I'ma be on this 'til judgement They told me leave the streets alone to rap, but I wasn't budgin' (FOREVEROLLING) I shoot you in your head, you diss Lil Dead, it ain't no tusslin' This beef started with y'all, but y'all kept duckin', we hit your cousin Can't no ni**a say he hoed me or owed me, they made attempts They heard Geeski get sh*t killed, I put a hundred on 'em like Wilt They can't handle us, we stiff, ain't no smilin', shakin' hands They say you ratted, we revokin' passes, bro might fire like dragons ni**as backwards, I don't take sh*t for granted, we take sh*t for ransom See how much you really love your family, 'cause of you, this happened [Chorus] Ain't no big doggin' me, ni**a, I'm a Rottweiler I used to serve one ni**a two bricks, it cost a Sky-Dweller Ask about the island, boy, we sent sh*t to the hospital They all talk that murder sh*t, but ni**as really shoplifters Hold your Rollie up if you ain't been involved in cop business Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I'm tryna shop with you Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain't got no big dog Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] I got pending cases and one bond that still need paying They want one mil' for Lukada, know I'm comin' to get you, baby Know my heart might get me killed, but it got me here, so risks, I'm takin' We don't never write no statements or give tips, we don't fu*k with bacon I done trapped across the nation, I'll take it back to the basics I serve white and brown, I ain't racist, die for attention, I'll make 'em famous Better stay in my good graces, call, you sayin' your dog ain't make it Blood addictive, I can taste it, we beat all our murder cases [Chorus] Ain't no big doggin' me, ni**a, I'm a Rottweiler I used to serve one ni**a two bricks, it cost a Sky-Dweller Ask about the island, boy, we sent sh*t to the hospital They all talk that murder sh*t, but ni**as really shoplifters Hold your Rollie up if you ain't been involved in cop business Keep your Rollie up if you a hustler, I'm tryna shop with you Hold your Rollie up if you self-made, ain't got no big dog Keep your Rollie up, you ever touched a brick of fentanyl, yeah, yeah

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