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rlsg kd - no free features, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro: rlsg kd & rmc mike]
rlsg
gang
b+tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
i mixed the wock’ with the red, now i’m activated
you ain’t drinkin’ real lean, that sh+t evaporated
dog wasn’t tryna throw no deal, so i had to take it
kd finessed seven thousand out a cancer patient
b+tch wanna hit the road bad and meet the scam fam
my mama named betty rubble, b+tch, i’m bamm+bamm
ugly black b+tch with some ass, d+mn, pam
hit three hoes in one night, that’s a grand slam

[verse 2: rlsg kd]
you’d fall in love with a b+tch that i probably ran
high as h+ll mixin’ lean up, i’m tryna land
dope+boy air maxes on, you be rockin’ vans
i just punched some brand+new furniture from art van
i just seen a n+gga that i shot say, “what’s up, fam?”
i just seen a n+gga that i sold cut for a band
once you learn how to cook dope, you can be the man
my b+tch tried to fight me in the kitchen, hit her with a pan

[verse 3: rmc mike]
i took my cup in the booth to get my mind clear
i had to pay an extra fee to get the pints here
chasin’ chicken all year ’round in some nike airs
got a n+gga baby mama pregnant, gave him nightmares
i’ll hit the road with this sh+t if the price is right
package came in, me and ri goin’ pint for pint
bro just bought seventeen new glocks, he don’t like to fight
i’ll never give up on this sh+t, boy, i like this life
[verse 4: rlsg kd]
bought a new rifle, on the roof tryna get a snipe
my fiend came with a new fiend, i made him hit the pipe
ridin’ ’round with a n+gga mama, bangin’ kelly price
i don’t trust these new n+ggas, because they be device
i just made 20k this week off a post office
unc’ got a thou’ he can spend, i’ma slowball him
n+ggas wanna rap like us, but they just talkin’
i got the rob+a+n+gga method, make you come off it

[verse 5: rmc mike]
free my brother phil, that’s my baby, he a head buster
dog think i’m f+ckin’ on his b+tch, i’m gettin’ red from her
every now and then, i ain’t gon’ lie, i get the head from her
hit the road with nothin’, came back home with a lead quarter
i got some sh+t stashed away that i can’t speak about
put the address in the gps, let me beat the route
i don’t sell weed, go down the street to my people house
dope strong as f+ck, it made jamie knock lisa out

[verse 6: rlsg kd]
you went down easy street, i took the harder route
remember mike had the studio at the fiend house
spent his rent money on some dope and he got put out
seven+fifty for a half a hard, we was in a drought
two different times in my life, but that’s over now
my fiend don’t wanna cop rocks, he want boulders now
he get ssi on the first, but he owe it out
he spend six hundred every month, he be showin’ out

- rlsg kd lyrics

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