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Performed By: Devon Martinez
Length: 2:43
Written by: Devon Martinez




Devon Martinez - Displeased Lyrics




This beat
Hit it from the back
Never wanted little promise if I knew that you would diss me
Girl please
Devon going harder
Never would've been a scholar
If I had a little displease
My gold chain
By the hannah
Little cutie
If she lose me
It would only be for two things
Hella touring on some shows
And I move to Florida with the rodrigo
Make the dreams
I wake up then
I make my bed
Now let's pretend
My soul ain't dead
Damn Devo why you siking people out
Do you do it for the clout?
Do you do it for the likes?
If I put you in the light
Would you get a little fright
I would keep you up all night
If them expectations high
Damn it Devon better dabble it down
Never following the crowds
Never keeping up my sound

My expectations high
But aside from the fact
That the Mitch is the bae
And the Rae/Ray always slays
And I wait on the dates
And I wait on the rates
Devo say its okay
Better pray for the day
Hold up wait
Get the hate out the way
Feeling great? I debate
Okay now do I want a little vape
No way okay this flow is old
Let's keep this gold
This beat ain't sold
Jose be swole
My life be cold
Can life be slow
Can light be shown
Thought they'd miss my on my type shit
I hate to type shit
Hate the dry fit
Drive shit
Got the right shit
When i write shit
More than ever
Hate myself
Hate my life bitch

Hold up
Never ever finish
Call Larissa we in business
Call the kids up we can get it
It's the
K-A with an M and E
They help me out
Anxiety
I get a little clout
When they follow me
But I still have doubts
Like it's all a dream
And when I see
Imma make a scene
You see
It's Devo
Made the beat
So I killed that shit
Like my love for things
And I made this with
The pull from strings
Imma dip this bitch
When I move to springs
Bring a Juul with me and some jewelry
Buy a pool or three
More Tom foolery
She's a memory that's not cool with me
Call up Hannah Ray to bring food to me
As I eat away the pain glued to me
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This beat
Hit it from the back
Never wanted little promise if I knew that you would diss me
Girl please
Devon going harder
Never would've been a scholar
If I had a little displease
My gold chain
By the hannah
Little cutie
If she lose me
It would only be for two things
Hella touring on some shows
And I move to Florida with the rodrigo
Make the dreams
I wake up then
I make my bed
Now let's pretend
My soul ain't dead
Damn Devo why you siking people out
Do you do it for the clout?
Do you do it for the likes?
If I put you in the light
Would you get a little fright
I would keep you up all night
If them expectations high
Damn it Devon better dabble it down
Never following the crowds
Never keeping up my sound

My expectations high
But aside from the fact
That the Mitch is the bae
And the Rae/Ray always slays
And I wait on the dates
And I wait on the rates
Devo say its okay
Better pray for the day
Hold up wait
Get the hate out the way
Feeling great? I debate
Okay now do I want a little vape
No way okay this flow is old
Let's keep this gold
This beat ain't sold
Jose be swole
My life be cold
Can life be slow
Can light be shown
Thought they'd miss my on my type shit
I hate to type shit
Hate the dry fit
Drive shit
Got the right shit
When i write shit
More than ever
Hate myself
Hate my life bitch

Hold up
Never ever finish
Call Larissa we in business
Call the kids up we can get it
It's the
K-A with an M and E
They help me out
Anxiety
I get a little clout
When they follow me
But I still have doubts
Like it's all a dream
And when I see
Imma make a scene
You see
It's Devo
Made the beat
So I killed that shit
Like my love for things
And I made this with
The pull from strings
Imma dip this bitch
When I move to springs
Bring a Juul with me and some jewelry
Buy a pool or three
More Tom foolery
She's a memory that's not cool with me
Call up Hannah Ray to bring food to me
As I eat away the pain glued to me
Listen
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Writer: Devon Martinez
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