Correction Paroles 495 par Rico Nasty

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(Love can be so cruel) All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
(Love got me on you) Just lookin' at you has made it begin
What Juicy say? He like, "Shut the f*ck up!"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, n*gga, yeah
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh

R.I.P. Bankroll, R.I.P. Nipsey
R.I.P. Smoke Dawg, R.I.P. Jimmy
R.I.P. Pop Smoke, that sh*t got me stressed
R.I.P. X-X-X-X-X
I got three oppositions that might f*ck 'round and blow (Blow)
I just plot, then I watch, get 'em bust down for low (Low)
Ooh, that's Flock, he got the Glock
And he got the drop, don't get shot
You get caught slippin', slippin', slippin', slippin'
You gon' get mopped
I can't tell if he real or pus*y, hmm, I'm tryna decipher
Me and my brodie used to live a good life, now he a lifer
Now he a killer, now he gorilla
Tryna be dope, now he a dealer
Movin' that gas, come get a fill-up
Premium-grade, no Reggie Miller, uh

iPhone 1 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) pull up, take it, uh (Brr)
My iPhone 2 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) get it with the crew (Brr)
iPhone 8 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh) n*ggas had the Drac' (Da-da-da)
iPhone X, leave a n*gga late

b*tch, I'm not with that cappin' or extra fakin'
And I'm sending them shots with no explanation
Bullets rain on your block, precipitation
When me and JAM slide, no miscommunication
I was only sixteen when our house got raided
I was only thirteen and incarcerated
Been this way since a child, need no validation
You gon' die from this smoke, cancer patient

R.I.P. too explicit, I'm XXX
Sarutobi, I die for my men, that's facts
If I'm takin' your sh*t, you can't get that back
Do not turn his music on, that's that cap
7.62, sh*t, that's my type, no Saweetie
I might splatter his blood on the wall, no graffiti
Stick in my hand, do a spell like I'm Keke
Bad b*tch wanna do 69, no FEFE

iPhone 1 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) pull up, take it, uh
My iPhone 2 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) get it with the crew
iPhone 8 (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) n*ggas had the Drac' (Da-da-da)
iPhone X (Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh) leave a n*gga late

All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
Just lookin' at you has made it begin (X-X-X-X-X, yeah)

It's a crazy world but I know how to move
Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom
I'm still up like f*ck a snooze, f*ck a loss and f*ck a lose
n*gga, any day, it could be f*ck you
Bust you, then bust at you
I ain't tryna be workin' when I'm forty-two
I don't like new n*ggas on me, who is you?
Pardon me, I'm comin' through
And when I do, it's fifty K on me
Got two hundred K in a rainy day fund
Like let it rain on me
They don't know who to point out
So they gonna put the blame on me
I always hear the same story
Let a b*tch try to take something from me
I'll show a b*tch why she should've never came for it

How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah, n*gga, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah
How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
Yeah, yeah, n*gga, yeah
All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
Just lookin' at you has made it begin

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