ted darko – r.i.c.o. freestyle lyrics
rico
i’ve been tryna tell you i’m dope, i might just get hit with the rico
miss me hoe
you taking all these shots but keep missing the free throw
you tipsy, you ain’t lethal
don’t take shots if you can not handle the recoil
i suggest you invest in a vest cause the next hit will have you spitting plhegm
and once your necks hit it’d rip your soul out your chest
i know i am the best, but i’m too humble
i know i got weight on my chest, move ford like i got muscle
these rappers hate me, they same ask ones ask for features
just wait till i’m the offices smacking the table like i’m playing fichas
oh the kid 17, but he be spitting like he 70
y’all say y’all love me, not one share or a comment seen
only seen when commas seen
act like yah founded me
you not around me don’t switch and be proud of me
i got the world on my shoulders, so why won’t i take your shit lightly?
it’s cause you shit like me, you try eat what i eat like we are siamese
im the messiah you rappers is liars so don’t even try it
favorite rapper a tyrant, it’s a good thing these people are pirates
we don’t buy it, the flow hydrant
i don’t not care if this author has arteritis
everything he touch is midas
well be inside his mommas crib once they sign him
i gotta braille to the blind ones
the real is here, always been
ain’t disappear, don’t say the game not the same because your vision ain’t clear
just stare, you gon see a stair
way to heaven, in this h-ll im just telling you we all sinners here even the reverend
watch your back, and who you holding
and whose on it, if you got stabbed before then you should notice
these hoes playing games like its a game boy (that’s word)
life is real dog it ain’t no game boy (and that hurts)
is that yo girl beside you? be careful, she told me “man good”
she even tried to smash my platano and make some mangu
since i came out the womb i been ready
to k!ll these n-gg-s sleeping on me, i been freddy
darko colder than what snow is, darko go harder than rigor mortis
you know i’m building i got no ceiling i’m what the floor is
i’m tryna flourish, rich mind but still the poorest
to your sense, so f-ck your cents
if you spend it on more shit just to mortgage
ahhhh i’ve been tryna tell you i’m dope i might just get hit with the rico
i light up like matches i’ll burn the mattress if you were sleeping on me before
i open these caskets hidden in the m-sses in hopes of freeing the people
guess i’m mediocre..
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