Ray Gamma XP Lyrics - Ray Gamma XP

Ray Gamma XP - Ray Gamma XP

Uh-uh, yeah, I told her prove that
Don't think about it, just do that
Don't think about it, nah, nah, nah, nah
I just need to see if you got it in you

To move a little bit
You ain't gotta be so uptight
Man, I ain't tryna fight
I'd rather have some fun

Hit the shooting range and grab a gun
Put some money in the bank and handle up
And if your money looks tight
Well, it might be a long night

But I ain't judging your pockets, nigga
I ain't judging your lipstick, chick
I don't care if your shoes ain't the best
Are you walking where you got to get

And all you strolling where you got to stroll
As long as you pay what you got to owe
I ain't never been a hating man
So I'ma show you who I am

Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma
Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma
Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma, Ray Gamma
They talking like they killers

They think this shit is cool
Until you hear about the killers shooting up the school
I'd rather be 100, it's authentic when you with me
Rather I'm chilling in the Bentley, or a 300 getting it

I want you to be better, I want you to be proud
I never follow losers, cause they turning to the users
I analyze the field , the game is more than music
The image part is crucial, but I refuse to

Get swept up in the propaganda, of what's real
Catching the charge of taking care of your kids
Stop me when I'm wrong, cancel me when I'm right
I'm just a straight black male, and pussy is what I like

Freedom is what I chase, money is what I make
Love is what I spread, hate is what I kill
I wish you all the best, as we journey through the field
It's open world XP, and that's just what that is

XP
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Written by:
Julius Erwin

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