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Koron - Did Lyrics



Koron - Did Lyrics




I love the women around me
I love these bankrolls
If you gon make it Lil homie one of em can't go
But you gon have it all in due time
I'm tryna make a way otherwise I might do time
Cuz I
Gotta make a way for my family
My little brothers gotta be as great as they can be
I went down to the H to go build with my family
I'm Strapped up every day cuz we can't do no plan B
Everything just started switching
I can feel the distance
I can feel the love and the hate around me
I'm on a mission for these millions
F*ck a job and pension
F*ck a politician I don't need em around me
I been too hard on myself
I work too hard for my health
I got some shit on my conscience won't share with nobody else
I been the greatest since my past life
F*ck a nigga and his advice
I feel like Floyd did in his last fight
Ain't met a nigga with his jab right

I done did the different engines
Did the different bitches
I done hit the road tryna stack my chips
Hundred rubber bands duffle bag won't zip
Praying to the Lord than my mans don't snitch
And I outdid the opposition
Did the dirty dishes
Spent some nights alone tryna write my hits
Fighting for my soul Rest In Peace my kid
I'm paying everyday for everything I did

Can't count it up like a thug can
Steve Jobs is my plug man
Hold the weight like a grudge man
Show the fine print to that judge man
We still straight from that one lick
Don't talk about that one shit
I'm a champion I don't like to brag
But Like Hamilton we let guns rip
I did the altercations
Did the pulling up
Did drive bys in my own hood
Tryna prove that I was tough
I did the different women
Did the running game
Woulda thought a nigga played football
Doing two or three a day
I been stressing
Karmas teaching me a Lesson
I treat this shit like it's a blessing
I did this shit all to myself man

I done did the different engines
Did the different bitches
I done hit the road tryna stack my chips
Hundred rubber bands duffle bag won't zip
Praying to the Lord than my mans don't snitch
And I outdid the opposition
Did the dirty dishes
Spent some nights alone tryna write my hits
Fighting for my soul Rest In Peace my kid
I'm paying everyday for everything I did
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I love the women around me
I love these bankrolls
If you gon make it Lil homie one of em can't go
But you gon have it all in due time
I'm tryna make a way otherwise I might do time
Cuz I
Gotta make a way for my family
My little brothers gotta be as great as they can be
I went down to the H to go build with my family
I'm Strapped up every day cuz we can't do no plan B
Everything just started switching
I can feel the distance
I can feel the love and the hate around me
I'm on a mission for these millions
F*ck a job and pension
F*ck a politician I don't need em around me
I been too hard on myself
I work too hard for my health
I got some shit on my conscience won't share with nobody else
I been the greatest since my past life
F*ck a nigga and his advice
I feel like Floyd did in his last fight
Ain't met a nigga with his jab right

I done did the different engines
Did the different bitches
I done hit the road tryna stack my chips
Hundred rubber bands duffle bag won't zip
Praying to the Lord than my mans don't snitch
And I outdid the opposition
Did the dirty dishes
Spent some nights alone tryna write my hits
Fighting for my soul Rest In Peace my kid
I'm paying everyday for everything I did

Can't count it up like a thug can
Steve Jobs is my plug man
Hold the weight like a grudge man
Show the fine print to that judge man
We still straight from that one lick
Don't talk about that one shit
I'm a champion I don't like to brag
But Like Hamilton we let guns rip
I did the altercations
Did the pulling up
Did drive bys in my own hood
Tryna prove that I was tough
I did the different women
Did the running game
Woulda thought a nigga played football
Doing two or three a day
I been stressing
Karmas teaching me a Lesson
I treat this shit like it's a blessing
I did this shit all to myself man

I done did the different engines
Did the different bitches
I done hit the road tryna stack my chips
Hundred rubber bands duffle bag won't zip
Praying to the Lord than my mans don't snitch
And I outdid the opposition
Did the dirty dishes
Spent some nights alone tryna write my hits
Fighting for my soul Rest In Peace my kid
I'm paying everyday for everything I did
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Writer: Koron Wilkerson
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Performed By: Koron
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Koron Wilkerson

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