Issue No 147 All Senses Lyrics


All Senses by Issue No. 147

(Verse)
I know this dealer that's fuckin' the same bitches as I
And yet this dealer be buggin' on how he keep getting robbed
And yet this dealer think nothing on how these bitches gettin' guap
(laughs) Shit, yea boy that nigga a fool!
Meanwhile I dive in these troubles you think I'm dealing in pools,
I'm still stuck in these troubles, this shit detention in school
This take precision like pool, no Peyton this shit take huddle
This take precision like pool, no Peyton this shit take huddle

(Bridge x2)
Look
I keep one finger on the trigger, an eye on my pocket and another on these niggas
Rather rob than pay the cost, and still come out a boss
You get it, fuck, I'd rather take a bullet than a loss (shit, look)

(Hook x4)
Ain't no niggas gon' get to me
And I ain't gon' take no
(Cause look)

(Verse)
I know these bitches be sneakin'
I know these niggas be woofin'
I know I'm Lil B with the dope, they going woo when I cook it
The law gon' wo tryna book me, I left the work on the stove
They mad, I saw all that shit comin', I'm like Raven Samoan
This shit Sylvester Stallone, I box it out, it's too Rocky
Ops wanna leave me alone
They say we're good but I'm cocky
I'm like the Eagles T.O, a cowboy 49'n x1
I'm like

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