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sauce walka - r.i.p buddy lyrics

[intro]
ooh+wee
ooh+wee
mhm

[verse]
i’m in these motherf+ckin’ streets, n+gga
i’m ‘posed to be rappin’ on these beats, n+gga
i’m too busy with a b+tch and a rolex she stole this week, n+gga
you sweet, n+gga
you one of my b+tches trick+or+treat, n+gga
knock on this door with a mask on, i promise you gettin’ sweeped, n+gga
the eliminated
every gun i got sophisticated
send a n+gga to heaven, congratulations, that n+gga made it
mama in the kitchen playin’ kirk franklin, she miss her baby
it’s sad that he got stomped on, but i’m surprised he made it this long
he been a target
they been waitin’ to see his car so they can park it
i heard lil’ superman shot back, but he couldn’t clark it
thе streets is heartless
how can you survive without so many sourcеs?
how could you make it to the top like everybody else without that many choices?
we dreamed of porsches
but only in the yard where we seen the horses
seen my first murder at seven, i dreamed of screaming voices
i wanted to be the dude like devin, i end up bein’ jordan
this rap sh+t ain’t even important, my white b+tches finessin’ corporate for millions, n+gga
how much money you leavin’ for them childrens, n+gga?
how many rainy days you got ’em prepared for when it get serious, n+gga?
good appearance, n+gga
i used to pour air up in my cereal, n+gga
now i pour a quarter million on the table for a diamond tear, n+gga
i’m spillin’ for it
in that same jungle where they k!llin’ and they stealin’ for it
where a police can shoot a baby and get a ribbon for it
it’s in your eyes, how can you ignore it?
you too busy watchin’ a movie with kevin hart and chuck norris
f+ck netflix, i’m in the hood tryna reset bricks
show these young n+ggas how to get they necks fixed
they checks fixed, they net worth
n+gga, how much really is your set worth?
if every n+gga in your set broke or dead, n+gga, then your set hurt
that’s realistic
it’s true they hate on all the ones who’s gifted
so know you gotta feed and k!ll ’em wolves, see a sheep can’t do business
they say we senseless how we run to that concrete again
but what is a gangster who can’t be on the streets again?
that’s like tellin’ mayweather he can’t put on gucci sneaks again, i beat the pen’
on my twin
i seen mothers leave they babies to go have fun with they friends
get shot on accident, she never came home again
will it ever end?

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