"l.S.D.A.M.L" lyrics

"l.S.D.A.M.L"

What up, Redly?
Where we at?
Don't need no introduction to this shit (Mr. Jackson)
Not at all
Redly
I been talkin' my shit, let's get it

Double parked the V in front of the fire hydrant like a dog in heat
Talk is cheap, damn near under indictment for that Boston tea
Stash house across the street, we got that bullfrog, yeah
So if you feelin' froggish, leap, the work wider than Dawson's Creek
Built my line up, got the Clio hooked, my fin can take a three
Used to chase my custies up the block, now this shit chasin' me
Can't believe everything I hear, but I'ma have to
I'm a natural, I can disappear this shit without no hassle
Touch the ticket master, I ain't talkin' 'bout no raffle
Put that money on your lid and catch your hat without the tassel
Skylook like it's rainin' pills
On the for life side, we slimier than baby drill
Line you like I'm hangin' nails
I been grindin' since a G, I was skippin' makin' sales
Tryna cup up on the split, now my bitch thick as Kate Michelle
I kept this shit way too real, my new XD stainless steel
So dope, all my life is Mr. ISD, AML

What else? All this gamin' ain't for sale
What's priceless, I keep for myself
Never left a paper trail
So it ain't no case to build if it ain't no safe to feel
Feds comin' with ten on the cop, know I'ma take the deal

What else? All this gamin' ain't for sale
Before I ask for help, I'ma hike up my jeans and my belt
Put in pain by myself, ain't got no major deal
Gave 'em the game, but what's priceless, I keep for myself

What else? All this gamin' ain't for sale
What's priceless, I keep for myself
Never left a paper trail
So it ain't no case to build if it ain't no safe to feel
Feds comin' with ten on the cop, know I'ma take the deal

What else? All this gamin' ain't for sale
Before I ask for help, I'ma hike up my jeans and my belt
Put in pain by myself, ain't got no major deal
Gave 'em the game, but what's priceless, I keep for myself


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