ciscero – rns lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
count my sh-t, count my sh-t
bills so big, gotta count like this
hill so big, need a house like this
grill so big, need a mouth like this
queen so ill, tell her bounce like this
i don’t give a f-ck about a drought like this
life so wild, n-ggas doubt like this
yeah, like that, need account like this, ayy
god been in my ear like that’s the feature
never mess with geekers, that’s an eater
forever backwards, teachers got me sheiking
charlie put my green up, that’s a keeper
i can’t sleep, it’s leeches that’s facetious
wanna be a star, but he don’t need ’em
i’m tired of being hard, i wanna reach in
a fight to be devout that’s from my preacher
my mother told me i been on a dead end
this life all came from the set ins
tryna build my house on the west end
i gotta be careful who i let in
i need a big house with a big -ss ride
buy my mom one too, that’s a big -ss eye
man, i know it ain’t nothin’ when i sit back night
and see a little -ss star in a big -ss sky
[chorus]
let ’em know i’m here, bruh (my hair)
tell ’em face my fears, bruh (what? my fears, bruh)
get out my ideas, bruh (my ideas, bruh)
and then say how i feel, bruh (yeah, how i feel, might feel you)
let ’em know i’m here, bruh (’round here, bruh)
tell ’em face my fears, bruh (my fears, bruh)
get out my ideas, bruh (what? my ideas, bruh)
and then say how i feel, bruh (what? what? what?)
real n-gga sh-t
[post-chorus]
ridin’ daily on the grind
hoes probably on my mind
n-gga, you don’t gotta lie
you afraid to shine
real n-gga sh-t
mother told me all the time
you don’t live, you gon’ die
i don’t wanna go outside
i’m afraid to shine
real n-gga sh-t
[verse 2]
i need a lil’ bit more of that big -ss pie
live fast, die young, that’s a big -ss lie
got me prayin’ all day ’cause i sin at night
ride slow, die slow, that’s how n-ggas ride
man, n-ggas gotta go, ‘fore i go, i’ma slide
n-ggas got a bro with a soul on the side
n-ggas gotta throw, let me know when they not
listen, i’ma know when i know when it’s time
’til i do, i’ma open the smoke on an opp
how you gon’ choke then provoke you an opp?
i don’t got dope with a dope boy style
rock a yellow coat with a low ’cause i’m loud
microphone coat ’cause you potent or foul
n-gga play coast, pick and roll like i’m pau
bro, we got hope, let ’em know that i feel sh-t
bro, i’m talkin’ real hip
[chorus]
let ’em know i’m here, bruh (my hair)
tell ’em face my fears, bruh (what? my fears, bruh)
get out my ideas, bruh (my ideas, bruh)
and then say how i feel, bruh (yeah, how i feel, might feel you)
let ’em know i’m here, bruh (’round here, bruh)
tell ’em face my fears, bruh (my fears, bruh)
get out my ideas, bruh (what? my ideas, bruh)
and then say how i feel, bruh (what? what? what?)
real n-gga sh-t
[post-chorus]
ridin’ daily on the grind
hoes probably on my mind
n-gga, you don’t gotta lie
you afraid to shine
real n-gga sh-t
mother told me all the time
you don’t live, you gon’ die
i don’t wanna go outside
i’m afraid to shine
real n-gga sh-t
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