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DUSTY LOCANE – CANES WORLD lyrics

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DUSTY LOCANE – CANES WORLD lyrics

(Lucid, wake ’em up)
Yeah
Look
Y’all niggas ain’t gon’ take everything I done grind for (On hood)
Listen

Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way
You was in the crib anyway (Crib)
So when it’s time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way)
I’m the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)

How you mad ’cause I’m glistenin’?
And yeah I got money and spent it (I spent it)
Even if it’s for no reason
Fuck it, I meant it (Yeah, I meant it)
My heart filled up with pain, anger, vengeance (Mmm)
We could never be the same
Boy, you ain’t check in with the trenches

Flossy where I’m from
Ain’t no one-on-ones
Better have your gun, look (Grrt)
Slidin’ with a pump
Headshot, he done
‘Nother body in the book
I’m a top dog, I ain’t no rook
Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook
Ain’t no surprise on the wrong foot
If I like your chain, then it’s gettin’ took (Gimme that)

Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way
You was in the crib anyway (Crib)
So when it’s time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way)
I’m the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)
Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way
You was in the crib anyway (Crib)
So when it’s time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way)
I’m the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)

Puttin’ on for the Fever
They come and they go, but I stayed the same
Ice froze, keep a heater
Beam on the Glock, I’ll paint the rain
Nigga I’m the king, the throne I claim
Yeah, you hear the chains
I know you hear the chains

Flossy where I’m from
Ain’t no one-on-ones
Better have your gun, look (Grrt)
Slidin’ with a pump
Headshot, he done
‘Nother body in the book
I’m a top dog, I ain’t no rook
Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook
Ain’t no surprise on the wrong foot
If I like your chain, then it’s gettin’ took (Gimme that)

Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?)
I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt)
And we was all tryna find a way
You was in the crib anyway (Crib)
So when it’s time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way)
I’m the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)

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