ra$hid. - NO AMENDS

Nobody there when you be at your lowest
When I'm Ona top ion wanna be noticed
I sent the ho back cuz the bitch wouldn't focus
We keeping it militant move like the potus
She fuck wit my music she tell me im goated
I walk wit a semi im keeping it loaded
I gotta stay living to dat im devoted
He ran wit his missile he gettin demoted
You cant come around youn stand on your ten
Youn get nun out youn put nun in
Nigga stuck on his rip where tf was his gen
Better cherish your life every day gotta end
Ima create the wave fore I follow a trend
Niggas riding them waves n I watch em descend
If we crossing a line it can't be no amends
Till we get to a judge I kno how to pretend
Everybody waiting on me to get rich like They put Time in
They put the grind in ask for my help
They ain't give me a dime then
All on my dick thinkin I'm boutta sign them
Nigga go sign in do what you sposed to
You don't bring value I gotta ghost you
Stick gotta flip clip hittin like goku
Ain gotta Netflix fuck to the Roku
Family waiting on me to go up
But ain offer no help I was shit outta luck
Ian hold out my hand never ask for a buck
You aint holdin me down den you got get the fuck
Ian close to a duck but I'm keeping it tucked
Nigga thinkin I failed cuz I been Ina cut
Ima go buy a bell for I trick Ona slut
Ima go straight to hell for I pay for her butt
I could go to the feds for the shit dat I kno
Nigga work wit the fuzz Ona men he a hoe
It's gon go how I want it to go
We takin control n these niggas gon go wit the flow like you already kno
When they need me I never said no
I gave it n gave em some mo
It was peaches n cream when dat shit Ona flo
Niggas run wit da sauce when it start gettin slow
Cut the bitch off she ain make it to valentine
Rock out wit peezy im screaming free Palestine
You wanna see me you gotta be on shit
Dat ain't your gun why u flexin wit homes shit
Dat ain't your pape give your man back his hunchos
Been hit dat bitch way before she was guncho
I'll cook the deans Ina q like im Cousteau
ARP chuck brown make niggas run Joe
How could you talk down u was a custo
Niggas be bitches but play like they cutthroat
Ion like sneak diss tell me wassup doe
Bitch im a real dog niggas be pups doe
Thinkin it's sweet put a nigga on dateline
It could be night time it could be day time
Movin on my time never on they time
Watch for the trooper we crossing the state lines
Blick in my pocket he thought it was playtime
Get up on niggas n shoot from the baseline
Green tip tackle a cut off a brake line
I hear a snake tryna hiss thru the grapevine
Why everybody on dicks don't really care for attention dats why youn see me in pics
Bring me a deal im goin out west getting bags and putting my money in sticks
Takin dat risk I used to wanna be a lawyer but momma was late Ona rent
Swallow my pain felt like nobody could help me cuz ion really kno how to vent
Nobody helped it was just me n bra Ina one bedroom Ona couch tryna win
Keep the suggestions ion kno who niggas checkin u step n I'm checkin ya chin
Come wit some caution niggas ain't chasing no money these niggas be chasing a coffin

Written by:
J.R. Giles

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