AMEN (feat. KYL)

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LA Ryda

LA Ryda is a musical artist with a distinct style rooted in hip-hop and rap music. They are known for their energetic and charismatic performances, and their lyrics often reflect personal experiences and the realities of street life. LA Ryda's music is driven by catchy beats and strong storytelling, making them a compelling figure in the rap scene. more »

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Blue strips ask me how much I gross
Burning bushes thank god for the smoke
F*ck a birkin I can put her in vogue
I’m her x man I’m feeling so Rogue
Heard you went out sad say it ain’t so
Bit the bullet tryna speak on the bros
Ain’t no heat spending nights in the cold
Mr. orange soda aww here it go
Ain’t no biggie just to kick in yo door
In this Honda still creeping up slow
I ain’t nosey I just know what I know
Mr. know it all came with a poll
Niggas found his little hustle in flows
And my cuzzo still walk with that banger
Day n night we was bumping that rager
F*ck the music I grew up on painters
Stupid bitch yeah you grew up on haters
Learn a lot when you stomp with them gators
In the beach shawty looking like sailor
On the moon she just catching the vapors
She ain’t giving no top I don’t date her
In the tuck and I’m playing the emotions
Told that bitch I got poems and Trojans
Pick your poison or lil shorty I’m going
Runnin Runnin
Runnin Runnin
Runnin Runnin
You won’t really catch me
Stuntin Stuntin
Stuntin Stuntin
Stuntin Stuntin
You won’t really catch me
Amen praise God in my soul
AP know what time I been on
18 I was writing the poems
2020 they like Robby the Goat
Now yo bitch gon give me toppy fasho
But first I gotta hit the block with the bros
Now I got this shit on lock with the flow
Mr. mmm mmm aww here he go
Stupid nigga wasn’t givin a f*ck
Back when these hoes wasn’t givin me luck
Now I feel like Pac the way they hittin me up
Hidden hills we can chill in the cut
They want smoke
Keep a zip in the tuck with me
She on go
I know shawty gon f*ck on me
In New York
Catch a body no Cardi B
In a foreign
TMZ keep recording me
Birkin bag for yo bitch she gon cum for me
I’m on top I can’t see no one under me
I know most of these niggas are wannabes
Ain’t gon stop til I make me a hunnid G’s
I remember these hoes ain’t wanna f*ck with me
Now they tryna buss down at the Doubletree
Told that bitch she can’t leave she ain’t done with me
Runnin shit c’mon dawg
You can’t run with me
Runnin'

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