D Vision

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Yo, I'm in Atlanta bruh
Hit me back lil' nigga

[Chorus]
Em
Now elevate my status to Gucci bags
C
Glued to my apparatus, pussy 
harassers
Em
Me and Siri moving steery so that 
shit don't matter
F
And yes them things gon' flash if 
you want to act up

[Verse 1: J.I.D]
Em
Dead 'em from every side of the 
spectrum
Am
Hannibal Lector lecture
Body part bone collector
Em
Nosy ass hoes get punched in the 
septum
Am
That's part of the woes for throwing
 salt like Epsom
Em
Pardon my bros, kinda off the rocker
 and steps
Am
Don't step stupid or you get slapped
 stupid
Em
East side little Route, Zone Six vet
Am
Showin' respect, a nigga forever in 
debt but don't forget it
Em                                
Anybody wanna see 'em I can make 
        C
'em a believer
Em
At your neck like Gillette, get you 
and the nigga next to you
Em
In present time they sayin' that I'm
 the next nigga
Em
Woah, woah, that kinda sound like a 
death trap
Em
Can't see the floor, elevator where 
the steps at
Em
James Bond, nah, James Harden with 
the stepback
Em
No D, Niggas playin' foul, where the
 techs at?
F             Am
That's cool, wave the 30 round, 
where the TECs at?
Gm
Better get back, better get you a 
jetpack
N.C.
They shoot where the ref at
They shoot at your Jefe
They leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le 
Pew
N.C.
They just put a hole in his Pepe
I go where the check at
Margiella gorilla, they kill a nigga
 for a thrill, they feel it now, 
cool
Keep it movin'
F#
I won't be the nigga they taking out
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Breaking down, face down
Em
As far as this rappers man, these 
words couldn't hurt a nigga
Em
Far as these rappers, I can't count 
on a ninja turtle's finger
Em
Who really is fucking with the kid, 
that is J.I.D
Em
I am loud, that is mid
I'm a pound, that's a smidge
Em
I'm a stallion, stout, strong, war 
ready, resilient
Em
Guess the Lord put me in position 
just to kill niggas
Am              Em
A warrior, but words used is my 
spear, my sword, my fear, my Lord, 
my chance is void if I
Am
Do it for myself and don't give back
 to the loyal
Em
The unemployed, all my boys in here
Okay, let's really make some noise 
in here

[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
Em
I'm under pressure, smoking pressure
C
Walking in no direction
Em                              D
Chalk it up to the devil for fucking
 with my perspective
Em
Too young to be a witness but old 
enough for the lessons
Em
Soo Young, got a tucker to fuck with
 the chief inspector
Em
I bleed just like your favorites
I shit just like the angels
Em
Oh shit I feel a change
And a shift in niggas' thinkin'
Em
Like Luke, I got the jugg
I'ma say it's quite the finagle
Em
Get rich and make some babies
That's weirder than Will and Jada's
Em
But lately I've been blocked up
Lately I've been strugglin' with 
ways to get my stock up
                            Em
Me and Venus workin' on new videos 
to blockbust and city shows and 
pop-ups
Am                                
And really though I feel as though
          Em
 there's no bitch I could not fuck
Em
Niggas make art and act hard for no 
Oscar
Am
Boy you're just Leonardo
Em
Born in the life you had to learn to
 be part of
Am
Still no deal, still whippin' the 
Mazda, but fuck

[Verse 3: Johnny Venus]
Em
Niggas ain't seein' you Venus, and I
 ain't seeing me
Em
So many nights at the bottom, swore 
I was ET
Em
My mama beat me, mu'fuck a degree
Em
I chose both pills, my thoughts 3D
Em                        C
And often I probably come off of off
 the deep beat
Em
That a lil nigga like me got to keep
 at least two or three BPs
Em
In the blunt, they're off a DP
As the rain pops off of these street
Am
And the pain pops me another one to 
the brain
Em
I let the strain do what you can't
I know it's hard out tryna reach me
Em
I'm battling addiction, I'm deep in 
premonitions
Em
I'm clutching on my last dollars, 
I'm stretching common sense
Am                           
A pressure point a keeper so I 
   Em
question my existence
Em                                
Be assessing my involvement, 
               C
second guessing my delivery
Em
Lord, Ezekiel take the wheel, I'm 
flying in the young
Em
Out of luck, out of hope to fuck up
Am                         Em
So motherfuck a time limit, I'ma 
take what's mine nigga
Em
Hah, now elevate my status to Gucci 
bags
N.C.
Me and Siri moving steery so that 
shit don't matter
And yes them things gon' flash if 
you want to act up

[Hook]
Em                C
Now elevate my status to Gucci bags
F
Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass 
us
Em
Me and Siri moving steery so that 
shit don't matter
F#m
And yes them things gon' flash if 
you want to act up

[Otro]
Em              C
If you want to act up
Em             C
If you want to act up