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Artiste : Ameer Vann
Titre : Keep Your Distance
It don´t be ??? on the daily
Ain´t gon´ be the same when I got my baby
Hahaha
I won´t be the same when I got my daily
Hahaha

Ain´t gon´ pray to God when I go to ???

I don´t like none of y´all niggas
Talking ´bout guns, you ain´t shot none of them bitches
All I want: hundreds and fifties
Pray I don´t be the defendant ´cause niggas be telling
Nah, it ain´t none of my business
Took a lil´ break; now, it´s right back to the business
Smoke and I float through the ceiling
Way above all of these niggas
Shawty got class, say she gon´ fuck with a nigga
I really don´t fuck with a nigga
Say he want beef? Wish good luck to the nigga
I don´t get up for a million, need at least five
Then we can talk about business, I feed an army of niggas

I´ll get your momma to kill you, I know the cost of the business
It ain´t no heart in these niggas, it ain´t no truth in them lyrics
It ain´t no truth, you can feel it, it ain´t no truth in you niggas
Shepherd messiah, gotta reach higher to see me, diamonds is shinin´
Wonder if Stevie can see me, I´ll turn your garden to Eden
I get my weed from a demon, I´m smokin´ with Jesus
I´ll make the devil believe it, I ain´t got friends for a reason

I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body

Make sure you keepin´ your distance
All of your people go missing, prayin´ to God

I keep the peace with these niggas
I´m bringin´ Jesus to meet ´em, reach for my cup
I will make sure you believe it
I smell the bitch in you niggas, when niggas get shot
You´ll find a bitch in a nigga
Niggas get caught, you´ll find a snitch in a nigga
I ain´t gon´ sleep for a minute
I ain´t no man, I´m a menace, I ain´t no man, I´m a
Hol´ up, I´m a gentleman
Front row seat at the Wimbledon
Black Tom Hanks, need a billion
No, I can´t speak to the middleman

Two white cups, on my shit again
Real big talk for a little man
You can get got for your dividends
Lil´ niggas runnin´ in your crib again
Comin´ to the house like the mailman
Leanin´ to the side like a kickstand
Diamonds on my wrist like a wristband
One shot, leave ´em with a shitbag
Two shots, leave ´em with a toe-tag
Three niggas looking for the dope bag
Four pints sealed, I´ma sip that
No, I´m not trippin´ on the next man ´cause

I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body
Make sure you keepin´ your distance
All of your people go missing, swear to God

I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas, stick on my body
Make sure you keepin´ your distance
All of your people go missing, swear to God

I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas
I don´t like none of y´all niggas