D-Billz - WOW

Them demons be calling
My confidence falling
I feel like I'm going insane
I question they motives
They question my moves
But I'm just here doing my thang
They raising they voice
Its bass in they voice
Man watch how you speaking to me
He beefing with me
He sneaky to me
Don't think that you're eating with me
(Not at my table)
Out on the streets
We fuck with the ocks
Some handle the beef
Some call for the cops
I am who I be
Don't be who you not
Them seconds be counting
They all on the clock
I talk then I spit
Yosemite Sam
I handle my biz
I dont give a damn
About what you see
Or how you gon judge
I'm doing me
I'm never gon budge
Stand on the corner
Assume I got drugs
No I do not
I'm crossing the street
Got Places to go
Got People to see
The black and blue beats
They eager to meet
I see the boys
They stay watching me
Think they be low
They trying to creep
Walk em in circles
I rock em to sleep
They watch every step
How I'm moving my feet

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I used to be ashy
Now ya boy classy
I'm working real hard to earn dough
I gotta take care of my mental health
But I'm always down to earn mo
I like to be fly
I should like to stunt
You cannot convince me that you don't
You gotta be mad
You can't or afford to
Please dont try to say that you won't.
Call me Von don
Wizard like Juwan
Placed in the top echelon
I gotta aspire
Crown me a king
My DNA great all along
I roar when I growl
We ain't the same
I pound on my chest
I got it from James
No need to complain
I'm taking the blame
I gotta stay focused on doing my thang
Birthed 87
Like Big daddy kane
Ain't no half steppin
Harlem I'm reppin
Write it, I'm prepping
I dont need a weapon
I rap for the message
Whats your profession?
I'm plotting and scheming and chasing success
I'm giving my all and I'm doing my best
Was born in the shit and I'm cleaning the mess
So long as I do it
I look and smell fresh

Written by:
Davon Ashe

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