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Go Ahead! Video (MV)




Performed By: david halo
Length: 3:55
Written by: Alfonso Penna, Brennan Quench




david halo - Go Ahead! Lyrics




Real love's so hard to find
Just when you think you've found it
The illusions in your eyes...
That's why I love the moon
Every night it's there for you
It's constant
Unlike these human beings

My ambition too crazy, I want a wrist make me hazy
I should've listened to Jay-Z, he spittin' Picasso Baby
I f*ckin drip on the daily, I hop up in the Mercedes
I should've listened to Jay-Z, I should've listened to Jay-Z
I don't give a rat's ass, no matter what you did or didn't
Imma hit it every time, no question if I'm missin
I don't care bout when it happens, I am always reminicing
You could spark a blunt and smoke it, I don't really give a shit
Chippi chippi on the north side nigga
Imma keep a Texas rocket like I'm courtside nigga
Park the porsche, stack the bread, count it four times nigga
I don't know a lick about you and that's alright nigga
Like yuh, only care for my mother, my f*ckin friends
And my brother, my cousins, I'm gonna love em
I'm not gon care in a minute so shut your big ass mouth
And I'm never gonna take your lil bitch ass out

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah

Real-real, r-real love's so hard to find
Just when you think you've found it
The illusions in your eyes
It blinds us all
So be careful where you look for love
Just be careful where you look for love
Oh-oh (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

Leave your body bag spilling on the floor, you want more?
This is all you're getting, this the brand new armageddon
I'm gon set the scene for you squeaky clean emcee's
That are tryna test me, no one can impress me
Shoulda bought a Benz for the motherf*cking flexing
Flacko in the headphones, listening to Testing
NyQuil in the day, and it's got me on my best me
NyQuil in the day, got me sippin like a dead fiend
I try to be polite, but I don't got no manners
I got promethazine, styrofoam and hella f*cking Fanta
But here the f*ck is my hypothesis
If I subside the soda in the syrup, will I cough again?
Or will it cause a whole tri-state area
Trashy bitchy awful trend?
(Probably the latter)
Surprise, surprise, you're leaned out for hours f*ckin after that
While you pop and sip I'm here perfecting at my mastercraft
I don't give a f*ck if you blackout, wake up drunk
In a man's truck, and the man's thumb is no longer attached to his hands
Uh, if your man sucks, and he ain't pick you up at the time set
Get a timeshare, share time less
I don't give a f*ck about your mindset
Your time isn't motherf*cking timeless
Better spend that shit right bitch
Flames shoot in the air every time I f*ckin pop shit
My music's as useless as picking fights with a locksmith
Profit Plus Money Precision 'parture in the moshpit

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah

Peace to the moon
Peace to the stars
Peace to saturn
And peace to mars

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
(Dead on Arrival number one)
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah
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Real love's so hard to find
Just when you think you've found it
The illusions in your eyes...
That's why I love the moon
Every night it's there for you
It's constant
Unlike these human beings

My ambition too crazy, I want a wrist make me hazy
I should've listened to Jay-Z, he spittin' Picasso Baby
I f*ckin drip on the daily, I hop up in the Mercedes
I should've listened to Jay-Z, I should've listened to Jay-Z
I don't give a rat's ass, no matter what you did or didn't
Imma hit it every time, no question if I'm missin
I don't care bout when it happens, I am always reminicing
You could spark a blunt and smoke it, I don't really give a shit
Chippi chippi on the north side nigga
Imma keep a Texas rocket like I'm courtside nigga
Park the porsche, stack the bread, count it four times nigga
I don't know a lick about you and that's alright nigga
Like yuh, only care for my mother, my f*ckin friends
And my brother, my cousins, I'm gonna love em
I'm not gon care in a minute so shut your big ass mouth
And I'm never gonna take your lil bitch ass out

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah

Real-real, r-real love's so hard to find
Just when you think you've found it
The illusions in your eyes
It blinds us all
So be careful where you look for love
Just be careful where you look for love
Oh-oh (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

Leave your body bag spilling on the floor, you want more?
This is all you're getting, this the brand new armageddon
I'm gon set the scene for you squeaky clean emcee's
That are tryna test me, no one can impress me
Shoulda bought a Benz for the motherf*cking flexing
Flacko in the headphones, listening to Testing
NyQuil in the day, and it's got me on my best me
NyQuil in the day, got me sippin like a dead fiend
I try to be polite, but I don't got no manners
I got promethazine, styrofoam and hella f*cking Fanta
But here the f*ck is my hypothesis
If I subside the soda in the syrup, will I cough again?
Or will it cause a whole tri-state area
Trashy bitchy awful trend?
(Probably the latter)
Surprise, surprise, you're leaned out for hours f*ckin after that
While you pop and sip I'm here perfecting at my mastercraft
I don't give a f*ck if you blackout, wake up drunk
In a man's truck, and the man's thumb is no longer attached to his hands
Uh, if your man sucks, and he ain't pick you up at the time set
Get a timeshare, share time less
I don't give a f*ck about your mindset
Your time isn't motherf*cking timeless
Better spend that shit right bitch
Flames shoot in the air every time I f*ckin pop shit
My music's as useless as picking fights with a locksmith
Profit Plus Money Precision 'parture in the moshpit

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah

Peace to the moon
Peace to the stars
Peace to saturn
And peace to mars

And I don't care nigga
You can f*ck up some tags
Go and get you the bag
And I don't care nigga
Cash out all of your checks
Go on Insta to flex
I don't care nigga
(Dead on Arrival number one)
Keep talking all of that shit
I just be making these hits
So I don't care nigga
Yeah
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Writer: Alfonso Penna, Brennan Quench
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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