Riccy Runtz & 3Bandx - Rank 1

Walking alone on the road, i'm upping my pole, i just caught a opp
I'm taking a young nigga soul, he think he the king, you ain't running that block
Call my phone on some shit, you get blocked
Unless that lil hoe giving nogging
Guaranteed that you hand me yo life, i don't think that lil boy got a option
Nah fuck it, put em in a coffin
More money led to more problems
More guns led to more death nigga
More percs led to more popping
Man, nigga faked his autopsy
But that shit was off topic
Be in the West, no contest
They laugh at shit i accomplished
But once i'm up, i ain't talking, aye
Man a youngin got many problems, aye
Man a young nigga got problems, aye, aye
Man a young nigga got problems, man a young nigga got problems, man a young nigga got problems
Promethazine out the bottle
Got a badass IG model
Gotta glock with a beam, let that lil hoe spot you
I pop out, nigga spot em, i got em
FTOS, don't try it
If they ain't dead nigga don't see fire
Stamp a tag on his ass, nigga life expired
Light up Tay and i get higher
Gotta ray gun like Daye Guyer
I been getting to that dough and no time soon i plan on stopping
Bad lil bitch want eat the dick but i don't pay so get to walking
Nigga playing on my top so we gone off em
You know shit gone turn out awful
I can't say too much, they watching me
Had to let go of that hoe, she kept playing on me, she ain't want me
You play hard to get, i see
You know you the one i need
Gotta ride with my Jesus piece
I got tricks up my sleeve
What do you want from me?
You're guilty, i see it in your eyes
Don't want your gift, i caught the surprise
Tell that opp nigga come outside
I love you now, tomorrow i might die
Keep my head up, hold my black flag to the sky
If bro get in trouble, we gone ride
FTOS, Fuck The Other Side
Niggas ain't safe if they ain't mine
Oh, she wanna play tonight
You said you ain't my bae, right?
What's understood, i understand alright
You wanna act different now, i don't like it
Baby please don't fight me
What happened to my bitch?
How did our relation come toxic?
I wonder what's in your head
Think you can play on me, man that shit dead
My brother had died, let his soul rest
If they play on mine, we put em to bed
I'm thinking bout the opps that got hit up with led
I thought my brother wouldn't do it, he fed
Lesson learnt, i can't trust nothing
This money and glock what i trust instead
Ain't no going back, we done did what we did
Praying to God forgive my sins, turn around and go do it again
Thinking bout Quon, they need to free Twin
Gimme the lo' and on God we gone spin
That's another fuck nigga got lost in the wind
Another fuck nigga got lost in the blend
No second think none, it is what it is
All this stress that i deal, i forget i'm a kid
Won't let no one play on me like a bitch
(At the end of the day, just be you)
(Fuck what a nigga say about you)
(These people gone talk forever, you can't let somebody words get to you)
(I know you better than that, you know you better than that)
(Stop letting them get in yo head, it's fucked up, i know cause people would do anything and hate, to see you fail)
(But that be yo motivation)
(If nobody got you, i do)
(Let me hold yo pain, walk this lonely road with you)
(Cause it's only gonna get lonelier, you'd be surprised)
(We just gotta fall, get up, laugh it off and keep on going)
(Hahaha, FTOS)

Written by:
Chance Bowens, Rickey Dominique

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