Phillip. T. Annand - Plz Don't Make Me Do It lyrics

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Phillip. T. Annand - Plz Don't Make Me Do It lyrics

[Produced by The Architect] [Verse 1: Domo Genesis] Now I still don't pop molly, but I smoke around a pound of weed Around an hour time we'll burn the sour like calories That money sh** enpowers me, cowards, while ya'll cowardly doubted me Swear if uncle could see me now, he'd be proud of me But I pour some out for my dead homies Smoking out in Flatbush, Zombies my dead homies Rommi my bread homie I've seen some n***as die before they crime And if I go I'd be proud to say I put some reason in my rhymes Believe that I'm in time my season come online Spring, winter, fall bring any raw, see that involves snakes out the gra** [?] of the law, preach and resolve But you n***as too hard headed, that "I want it all" fetish Devil is still aline, I ain't going where y'all headed I don't get what I want, I know my n***as is war ready A couple 100 degrees, still seeming the heat is rising Withdrawal from the fiends, they say "you can't deprive me" This just my essence, no second guessing, please read the science f** the world, smoke weed, cheat, be defiant [Hook: Domo Genesis] (x2) Curse all of you b**h n***as Cause I might hurt one of you b**h n***as Please don't make me do it I think I'm on my old sh** They wanna see me on my old sh** Believe I'm on my old sh** [Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliot] Bridge the gap between us Always reminiscing about some old sh** Smoking good weed and you know we smoke the whole zip Outie when the hoes dip Know we rocking J's, know it be the old sh** Phone disconnected when you call, that's my old sh** Seeing other b**hes at the mall, that's my ho sh** Know your friend is so sick, that's why I play my old sh** So when I'm dead and gone you can say you know my old sh** This is for the vultures, I do this for the culture Not cause I'm supposed to Soldiers never show love There is something old 'bout a new drug There is something rad 'bout the good f** Good women, good weed That's why a n***a move at such a speed Eyes shifty on these fiends I disintegrate regimes You see me move smooth when I orchestrate tunes I'm Coltrane if he ate shrooms, I a**ume [Hook: Domo Genesis]