[Rylo Rodriguez]
You goin' on hits for a mice 'cause he's M's up
Ho sneakin' pictures when we link, I wouldn't film her
He shot lil' bro and paralyzed 'em, but he slimmed up
These green Roxies, I took a pink one like Nicki Minaj
You thirty-plus hangin' with some teens, heard you beefin' with some lil' boys
They be shootin' from all the way down the street, you ain't really got to be on they cars
And they can spin like every five months, literally
Phone bill a hundred, but I got millions right here in my notes
Love bruh so much, I ain't cut 'em off even though he DM'ed my ho
Know he tried to link 'fore he got murked, shawty dropped my lo'
I standin' for everybody's problems, heart go through the most shit
You be hatin' on the niggas from the same team, who your coach is?
Fuck what the city, I share a nigga's music, help promote them
I'm knowin' lil' bros and them have real smoke when I post 'em
Rapper turn rat, I can hear the squealin' in his vocals
He sayin' that then you make bro, stop tellin'
Six feet, but the P90 5'7"
[Rylo Rodriguez]
I miss your voice, baby
I miss your voice
Still got those gifts you gave me
But do you got yours?
[Rylo Rodriguez]
She ain't even keep it
She had a kid when we was beefin', broke me to pieces
Only like my brother's girl picture, only when my niece in it
You was on the scene where a foot soldier caught a head tap at
He ain't shoot his gun, he tellin' his guys that they shared that hat
Right now I can't go to Mobile, but I still do charity
I knew I was gon' rap when junior had put me on Chuck D (Yeah)
I still don't know where a nigga would be if it wasn't for Dominique
If it ain't no bloodshed, that's the only time you play both sides of the beef
Bruh said you wasn't, but he in it just like BunnaB
Told her, "Open the door," can't let down the window 'cause this a BP
I had flashed on her 'bout a freak, being you is me
[Lil Baby]
You know money don't make you, you 'posed to make the money
It don't cost a dime to keep it real
So many died in the field
So many got countless years
But it is what it is
Shit all Gs when it need to be
That's what matters the most
[Rylo Rodriguez]
Put a half a ticket in mama's account just for an emergency
Bruh got laced, now he Twitch Streamers' University
I won't be in the same room with no snitch, I'ma get nervous
I ain't showed no feelin' when Lulu died, even though that hurt me
[Kevin Gates]
Thirteen-hundred hours helped a man get a reception to come and see
Endured a lot of losses when showin' love to the wrong people
Finally found out you alone or you figure out you ain't lonely
Makin' up new excuses, you're provin' that you don't want me
This go out to everybody sufferin' in silence
I was taught the gangster way, we deal with that with violence
Thinkin' 'bout it make you aggravated when you been misguided
I just told Duke Dennis, "Wish I was attendin' college"
Taught up in the trenches, dealin' with narcotics
Caught up in the system, tryna be a provider
Caught a stash to work, I jumped the fence, I hear them sirens (Here they go)
On supervised release, I can't get caught, I got a few priors
Love will do you wrong like this whenever they get behind ya
Supernatural powers whenever you knowin' they right behind ya
I'm fightin' for my life out here but don't know how to acknowledge
Control my breathin', back to the basics, got it from poverty
Only the rock with the real, but your partners parlay on politics
No shirt, middle of the project, you know what time it is
And I'm up in rank, made it safe and ain't get nobody blitzed
Niggas rockin' bulletproof vests tryna protect their temples
Orchestrate carpenters, painters, pull up and prick their pimples
Wear a helmet, tap they computer, why not protect your mental?
Book arenas, book you for shows, just show you just how simple
I stand tall in this bitch, blackballed in this bitch
Won't even stand on assignment, started cars and started they careers
Then they let the internet come tear my name up
They salute the shit that wasn't solid, tore the game up
You softer and then I stayed down, til' I came up
Ayy, what's up with you? I hope you know I just ain't rappin' with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin' different (Now you actin')
Huh, man, I can't say that enough
I'm still relevant, and all of y'all don't matter much
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