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D-9, 3 strikes I'm blessed, no curse I had to get inside We make it work Got stuck on my past Creep late, I lurk I'm cleaning up dirt Dry cleaning my shirt Not playing no game I bleed for fame I bleed for drain And we don't bleed the same I need your light I need your light I want your dream D-9, 3 strikes I get the check and then I spend it Thaiboy off the Henny, not no Rémy I mix that Louis and the Fendi Lambo, I fuck up the engine Link up with the gang, we go trending Mixing up the drink like I'm a chemist I'm making hits like playing tennis Four band, need them twenties SongtexteBad karma, had to get the good Prada Good lawyers In the club with Whitearmor White-walker Red and Blue, Peter Parker Got darker, thought it couldn't get darker I'm with Woesum, treat this shit like it's nothing I'm focused, pull up in a black Lotus Feds scope us, eat the night like a locust We don't care, we brush shoulders I'm with the SG you don't need to worry Three iPhone, shoe like 7 Kobe New island, you can't really find me And I'm higher than the house, I'm off the Bentley Link up with SG, just for one night Fucking with SG, I had this all inside I just took a nap on a long flight Two cups, baby, that's a good night D-9, 3 strikes I'm blessed, no curse I had to get inside We make it work Got stuck on my past Creep late, I lurk I'm cleaning up dirt Dry cleaning my shirt Not playing no game I bleed for fame I bleed for drain And we don't bleed the same I need your light I need your light I want your dream D-9, 3 strikes We don't bleed the same Aus Songtexte Mania