DOM KENNEDY, Quentin Miller - Don’t Walk Away lyrics

None of you niggas is who you say
You like to play, I'm more Ronnie 2K
They gone rate me 99 either way
They see me with HB and that nigga Dom K
I don’t fuck with you like Sean say
I'ma still do it Ariana Grande
Might go across seas with the raps
If I say it on beats, then it happened
All you do is make your mouth do the Pac-Man
Meanwhile, I'm in the field like a tight end
Back and the left, right, do the Heisman
All you hating ass bitches talking sideways
Me and mine gone be just fine
I’m real clutch when it's crunch timе
Fuck it up for me one time
Daytimе, California sunshine

Don't walk away (Don't walk away)
Don't walk away (Don't walk away)

I made at least a few mill, no extras
Another year and they still playing catch up
Twenty three in red and black, you a heckler
Steve Kerr at best, pay respect son
Sometimes I drive to the beach
For a smoke break
Both Impala's been sitting, can't get away
And you know I keep a thing full of big faces
Hundred dollar tip for the bottle waitress
Got my first dance at the roller rink
Couldn’t live without my Geto Boys tape
I got songs with Chuck
He in the Hall of Fame
Ice in my teeth like I’m Johnny Dang
Mike's Deli once a week
Tell me who you blame
Me or you? I’m with Hit at the Blue Flame
Just know a LA nigga gotta do his thing yeah
So don't walk away

Don't walk away (Don't walk away) yeah