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rw 5ive - bump down lyrics

[chorus]
they don’t care ’bout how i feel
so i do drugs and disobey
i remember wondering my next meal
now it’s a little too much on my plate
have j5 bump down on him with drac
pill after pill, how much can i take?
too many people turn out to be fake
opps probably out here stalking my page
me and i8 finna tear up the backstreet
high+speed chase, i blame it on waze
have them boys on everybody head for days
get everybody hit back+to+back like the braves
patty mahomes, i’m in the field making plays
you can come catch you a fade
i don’t want my diploma, for real, i’m paid
i got dog, what’s a grade?

[verse]
caught ’em at the mall, he got saved
drop your b+lls, and make some shake
she tellin’ me that her period late
don’t know why she tellin’ me, but that’s okay
and i kept it solid, no i’m not a follower
can’t never run and tell em’ i was fake
the pills i pop ’em, i sip out the bottom
i don’t got a problem accepting my fate
i been tryna tell my lil’ brother, “chill”
i speak my pain, it kinda give me chills
if i die today, it’s probably ’cause these pills, for real
long live rich homie
and i’m row ’til i die, i don’t gotta big homie
they don’t want beef with me, they want bologna
big ten mil’, take the tail off a pony
think it sweet ’cause i’m rappin’, tell ’em, “run up on me”
wait, she want me findin’ in love, can’t
i fell in love with the drugs and drank
walking through school and everyone know my name
look at how far i done came
redhead, say she like dreadheads
i’m probably finna make her my main
baddest of em’ all don’t even wanna get in her drawls
i just want to spit game
truth be told, i ain’t mature off of age
i been matured off of my pain
past few months
every time you hear my name, it come with a lil bit of hate
act like i don’t see it
cause i got too much to lose and i ain’t got nothing to gain
it’s the life i chose, i been trying not to complain
none will ever be the same, yea
[chorus]
they don’t care ’bout how i feel
so i do drugs and disobey
i remember wondering my next meal
now it’s a little too much on my plate
have j5 bump down on him with drac
pill after pill, how much can i take?
too many people turn out to be fake
opps probably out here stalking my page
me and i8 finna tear up the backstreet
high+speed chase, i blame it on waze
have them boys on everybody head for days
get everybody hit back+to+back like the braves
patty mahomes, i’m in the field making plays
you can come catch you a fade
i don’t want my diploma, for real, i’m paid
i got dog, what’s a grade?

- rw 5ive lyrics

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