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tec – die rich ii lyrics

[intro]
(i got fever)
real sh+t
ayy, say, uh
biggest gangster of the motherf+cking year, you hear me?
r.i.p. the king of memphis
this motherf+cking rap sh+t like the most dangerous job in the world right now, man
real life
cops wanna lock a n+gga, opps wanna k!ll a n+gga
my baby mama wishing death

[verse]
for that sh+t, i put my life on the line (put my life on the line)
know this a nasty game, sh+t get trifling at times (trifling at times)
my main objective is make it home to my kids
another rapper gone, now who gon’ raise his?
swear that’s my biggest fear
nevеr thought this rap sh+t could pay bills
when they put me on, that’s thе heat on, but i still gave chills
they bump that lu sh+t when they drill, shooters with no basketball sk!lls
i made it from that swamp, b+tch, keep yo’ crocodile tears
i’m a hundred percent focus, not on adderall pills (no)
luwhop been a dog, b+tch, go check my catalog (‘log)
i talk that sh+t, can back it all (all)
you pull d+ck like you jacking off (off)
she love to f+ck on alcohol and swallow nut like apple sauce (sauce)
when i catch ’em, i’ma knock yo’ favorite rapper off
when big boy die, i’ma put another album out (grrah)
opps still alive, so we ride with them switches
gotta run from cop sirens, steady hiding us in prison
[chorus]
i’ll die for my n+ggas, i won’t lie to my n+gga, but i want that same loyalty
remember times i went and slide with this n+gga, used to rob with this n+gga
now i heard he talking ’bout robbing me
k!ll him with no question
you was my brother, put you first, i never second guessed you
every time you fell off, went to hurting, i came to yo’ rescue
now i’m praying to glock before these bullets bless you
gon’ be the first body on this b+tch, i hope you feel special

[verse 2]
i know how it feel when them friends turn foes (foes)
i’m so through with tears, i can’t cry no mo’ (no mo’)
always love myself through my highs and my lows
f+ck depression, sh+t make you don’t wanna be alive no mo’ (no mo’, no mo’, no mo’)
i’m just talking to they soul, oh
i’m just talking to they soul
praying that they spirits pure and they heart gold
starring in my rear view, glock on fully auto
this could be the last night of my life, only god knows (don’t feel no sorrow)
they never have sympathy when you winning
keep count of all the losses that you took since the beginning
sh+tted on you bad, that was gas to yo’ engine
passing through the same trenches, whip off, fast and the furious (fast and the furious)
remember they ain’t wanna take me serious (they ain’t wanna take me serious)
sitting back, watching what happened like an experiment

- tec lyrics

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