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No Mistakes Video (MV)




Performed By: CornBreezyy Deniro
Language: English
Length: 1:44
Written by: Cornelius Weatherington




CornBreezyy Deniro - No Mistakes Lyrics
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About my family and my respect, nigga I lose it all
This that Draco from Romania, nigga, I let it off
Them niggas be sittin' behind the internet, they talk so much shit
Mm, we see niggas in person, real glock baby, we flip shit
I stack that pape so good, got foe nem askin' how I do it
This shit gettin' easy, fly a bitch from Santorini, yeah
Mm, carry Glocks and shit, cause they can barely get DNA up off it
Lil, baby, I'm a felon, 12, get behind me, baby, I'ma toss it
My heart so big, they overlook the shit I did
Judge denied my bond, she a never understand how real I'm is
We put food on tables, I was was paying rent from the county jail
Let a nigga play with my money, pick you a casket, send you to hell
It get lonely in that cell, how you shiverin'
Uh, missin' f*ckin' my bitch, how she be quiverin'
My dawg, he stacked that pape for me, I ain't miss a Benjamin
It's real niggas left, the righteous niggas gon' forever win
Glock 23, Glock 26, I wanna know the gen
Them hoes be talkin' bout me, they say I'm cheap, I'm still be drinkin' hen
Counted 20,000, now hoe say now she wanna be my friend
Shut the f*ck up, suck my dick, bitch, drink this hen
I seen niggas lose it all in 30 days
I'm still standin' on all ten, God don't make no mistakes
I watch niggas get sentenced, I know niggas doin' all day
I know I'm straight, God don't make no mistakes
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English

About my family and my respect, nigga I lose it all
This that Draco from Romania, nigga, I let it off
Them niggas be sittin' behind the internet, they talk so much shit
Mm, we see niggas in person, real glock baby, we flip shit
I stack that pape so good, got foe nem askin' how I do it
This shit gettin' easy, fly a bitch from Santorini, yeah
Mm, carry Glocks and shit, cause they can barely get DNA up off it
Lil, baby, I'm a felon, 12, get behind me, baby, I'ma toss it
My heart so big, they overlook the shit I did
Judge denied my bond, she a never understand how real I'm is
We put food on tables, I was was paying rent from the county jail
Let a nigga play with my money, pick you a casket, send you to hell
It get lonely in that cell, how you shiverin'
Uh, missin' f*ckin' my bitch, how she be quiverin'
My dawg, he stacked that pape for me, I ain't miss a Benjamin
It's real niggas left, the righteous niggas gon' forever win
Glock 23, Glock 26, I wanna know the gen
Them hoes be talkin' bout me, they say I'm cheap, I'm still be drinkin' hen
Counted 20,000, now hoe say now she wanna be my friend
Shut the f*ck up, suck my dick, bitch, drink this hen
I seen niggas lose it all in 30 days
I'm still standin' on all ten, God don't make no mistakes
I watch niggas get sentenced, I know niggas doin' all day
I know I'm straight, God don't make no mistakes
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Writer: Cornelius Weatherington
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