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roadrunner tb - dictionary lyrics

for my introduction
i’m a young n+gga addicted to hustlin’
only child on my momma side so my brother my cousins
gave up trappin’ and start rappin’, at first i was struggling
i had to give up all them phones like that sh+t was for nothing

oh, and if i go broke they ain’t gon’ feed me
hating n+ggas on the side, tryna leave me
i’m motivation to the youth, feel like they need me
the world is mines, i need it all, and b+tch i’m greedy
the devil screaming bl++dy mary
this sh+t been getting scary
my brothers died back+to+back, so i’ve been getting worried
i just pray i ain’t the next victim in a cemetery
imma keep on stacking ’till my pockets thick like dictionaries

try to right my wrongs with god, even my sins
told him separate me from snakes, start losing friends
try to find a root of the pain, nowhere to begin
can’t let g5 name die in vain, we gotta win
b+tch i’m from the mud, i got it out the ground
remember they ain’t want me, tossed me in the lost and found
same b+tches used to hate me, startin’ to come around
roadrunning, took a trip, then came back with pounds
used to be lil’ chris with them zips
now he’s tb with a brick
dear brother, go get the blender
i can teach you how to mix
i mix the dog with the fent’
[?] with your b+tch
have [?] wrist
’cause when i shoot, i don’t miss
oh, and if i go broke they ain’t gon’ feed me
hating n+ggas on the side, tryna leave me
i’m motivation to the youth, feel like they need me
the world is mines, i need it all, and b+tch i’m greedy
the devil screaming bl++dy mary
this sh+t been getting scary
my brothers died back+to+back, so i’ve been getting worried
i just pray i ain’t the next victim in a cemetery
imma keep on stacking ’till my pockets thick like dictionaries

try to right my+
n+ggas ain’t here today, just looking down in they kids
i know a n+gga got k!lled for somebody else sh+t but it is what it is
i know some n+ggas that’s [?] they own brother, that’s the life that we live
always know god and karma is real, some things you give out, you get in
i know some n+ggas got robbed and k!lled that weren’t even in the streets
he took his phone, you plotting to k!ll him now, ’cause how you gon’ eat?
same n+gga that told on my daddy, same n+gga we put on his feet
gotta know once you get sh+t out the streets, your life don’t come with receipts

- roadrunner tb lyrics

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