Intro
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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Written by: ANDREW VICTOR WOOD, RICHARD JAMES GREEN
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