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Ricky Chase DA Green

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We was living like terrorist kept da bomb near us
Lookin at myself like who is this in the mirror
Brush my teeth grab my blicky roll da sticky then I'm out
Talk to my son on face time like we the realest niccas out

I remember raising prices when we knew it was a drought
When Fiq used to show me bricks like I was tryna build a house
We remember having bails and ain't nobody get us out
So when we showing off this lucci u know what this shit about
We came from hard day's Followed by long nights
I Almost lost my life stopping at the wrong light
We sold em Parkay junkies had they own pypes
Cousin was a Shooter first I had to get my own stripes

Sitting at da F I felt disgusted bout my own life
They stab u in ya back it hurt more when it's ya own knife
We was in the trenches me and Zigga has them phones right
Winning off that D like Ray Lewis wasn't no mics'
I ain't say I'm cool but far as money I been on ice
If I ain't in a casket or the feds I say More life
When two chicks give me blow jobs I employed dikes
But they both go both ways oh that boy nice

I said I'm War ready hold that four steady like Im Chauncey
Paranoia keep a nicca up more than coffee
When they saw me they was lucky I ain't have it
Because I was up on em shit a really been tragic
Known shooters like the Mavericks I ain't hanging with ya average
We don't just call em savage he a kick a nicca casket
This shit realer than u think watch them niccas don't blink
Bitches changed i know
Soon as I sign they gone faint
How u praying on my downfall when u ate off my plate
Have me pulling on the trigger like I want this shit to break
I know killers who ain't break I made friends up state
I saw rats get love out Miami in them Raf
Ain't no leaches ain't no snakes Get them niccas out my face
Philly turning to Toronto niccas singing more than Drake
Rolls Royce me with the drapes I'm allergic to the fake
Heard he died for talking crazy they three oh two em with the Dracs'
Shooter shooting at your face
He just was shooting on crates
He ain't got no I.d but got a body up to date
This shit crazy the judge looked at me and said baby
U carrying them guns go join the Navy
That lady prolli save me
And nine times out of ten I'm on gravy
Shìt my dad used do this in the 80's
I ain't talking bout slavery
When I show the buyer four and a baby
Leave Saks then we going to Mercedes make them buls wanna lay me

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