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PvE (2018 Freestyle) Video (MV)




Performed By: D Blanco
Language: English
Length: 3:23
Written by: Darius White




D Blanco - PvE (2018 Freestyle) Lyrics
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I didn't choose this life, yeah this life chose me
Soy un guerrero, R.I.P. Eddie, if you don't like me, boohoo
I don't care, smack him in the chest, woo woo
Like Ric Flair, I swear
They just don't wanna see us eat, bro
They just wanna break up all your ego
They just wanna see you turn emo
I seen day ones go zero
But my team gon' rock to this
Turtleneck, gold chain, I'm the Rock to this
We just pull up in the car, that is so obnoxious
We don't really hang with y'all, cause y'all so damn toxic
I was working way too hard just to go like that
I was working four jobs just to go like that
I lost too much f*cking sleep just to go like that
My niggas had to eat so we ain't go like that
I was pushing to the lims just to go like that
Too much pain up in my limbs just to go like that
Too much time up in the gym just to go like that
Cause we ain't going like that, no we ain't going like that
I'm first or second, no matter, regardless
And you the three, four, like f*cking Giannis
Special cloth talk boy, check on my garments
I wasn't going to say this, but I'ma be honest
F*ck Dylan Roof, f*ck Nicholas Cruz
And f*ck it while I'm at it, f*ck George Zimmerman too
Niggas love to argue, but don't like to check facts
We securing all the bags, go on checking your knapsacks
Italian shawty gave me Cavatappi
My wrist look like the place where they play hockey
They wonder how I get this bread like Ricky Bobby
Got her screaming my name like I'm Ronnie
I saw you shooting shots, but I swear they all miss
I'm never going down if my team exists
I'm killing all these beats, go on check on my list
My team winning gold, looking like gymnasts
Was working way too hard just to go like that
I was working for a job just to go like that
I lost too much f*cking sleep just to go like that
My niggas had to eat so we ain't go like that
I was pushing to the lims, I ain't going like that
Too much pain up in my limbs just to go like that
Too much time up in the gym just to go like that
Cause we ain't going like that, no we ain't going like that
Looking for the moves so we drive high beams
Hanging with the team so we looking to scheme
Now I don't f*ck with you, I just know you from school
Yeah my friends so cool, we just pull up and bool
Yeah I'm pretty sure that I'm back on my bullshit
Empty out the ammo, now I'm back with the full clip
I'm preaching for these people, go on check on my pulpit
It's that black boy magic, go on check on the movement
Off with your head like a king in a castle
Schooling all these niggas, go on turning your tassel
I'm staying with the white like the shoes on Daniel
My gang stay tight like the hoodie and flannel
Tell a broke boy, look how I'm stacking bitch
Y'all niggas ass like gluteus maximus
They turn 50 on you, I ain't talking no fractions
It's grind season baby, we ain't never relaxing
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English

I didn't choose this life, yeah this life chose me
Soy un guerrero, R.I.P. Eddie, if you don't like me, boohoo
I don't care, smack him in the chest, woo woo
Like Ric Flair, I swear
They just don't wanna see us eat, bro
They just wanna break up all your ego
They just wanna see you turn emo
I seen day ones go zero
But my team gon' rock to this
Turtleneck, gold chain, I'm the Rock to this
We just pull up in the car, that is so obnoxious
We don't really hang with y'all, cause y'all so damn toxic
I was working way too hard just to go like that
I was working four jobs just to go like that
I lost too much f*cking sleep just to go like that
My niggas had to eat so we ain't go like that
I was pushing to the lims just to go like that
Too much pain up in my limbs just to go like that
Too much time up in the gym just to go like that
Cause we ain't going like that, no we ain't going like that
I'm first or second, no matter, regardless
And you the three, four, like f*cking Giannis
Special cloth talk boy, check on my garments
I wasn't going to say this, but I'ma be honest
F*ck Dylan Roof, f*ck Nicholas Cruz
And f*ck it while I'm at it, f*ck George Zimmerman too
Niggas love to argue, but don't like to check facts
We securing all the bags, go on checking your knapsacks
Italian shawty gave me Cavatappi
My wrist look like the place where they play hockey
They wonder how I get this bread like Ricky Bobby
Got her screaming my name like I'm Ronnie
I saw you shooting shots, but I swear they all miss
I'm never going down if my team exists
I'm killing all these beats, go on check on my list
My team winning gold, looking like gymnasts
Was working way too hard just to go like that
I was working for a job just to go like that
I lost too much f*cking sleep just to go like that
My niggas had to eat so we ain't go like that
I was pushing to the lims, I ain't going like that
Too much pain up in my limbs just to go like that
Too much time up in the gym just to go like that
Cause we ain't going like that, no we ain't going like that
Looking for the moves so we drive high beams
Hanging with the team so we looking to scheme
Now I don't f*ck with you, I just know you from school
Yeah my friends so cool, we just pull up and bool
Yeah I'm pretty sure that I'm back on my bullshit
Empty out the ammo, now I'm back with the full clip
I'm preaching for these people, go on check on my pulpit
It's that black boy magic, go on check on the movement
Off with your head like a king in a castle
Schooling all these niggas, go on turning your tassel
I'm staying with the white like the shoes on Daniel
My gang stay tight like the hoodie and flannel
Tell a broke boy, look how I'm stacking bitch
Y'all niggas ass like gluteus maximus
They turn 50 on you, I ain't talking no fractions
It's grind season baby, we ain't never relaxing
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Writer: Darius White
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