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boy named ritchie - 4forty4 lyrics

little ritchie just typical fellow born in the ghetto
daddy ran away
from a struggling family the neighbors laughing at the situation not understanding the pain is stressing
“make it go away” little richard praying a miracle happens
he had two younger sisters
their mother is the breadwinner
but she didn’t earn enough for them to have a proper dinner
every night it was misery all around the room
somebody had to do something that’s all he knew
little richie dropped out of high school at the age of 15
9th grade
top of his cl-ss but depression got him puffing on higher grade
felt like the world was against him and he’d be better off without it
suicidal thoughts slowly creeping up on him
he decided to pray
at least for better days
it’s harder everyday
for him to keep hope alive so he had to find a different way to cope
he would later commit to life of the trap
which made his life more complicated
let me take you aback

3 years prior starting high school richie innocent kid
came across a boy named pretty who’s a limitless kid
soon as they met they made good friends no-one could break them apart
the double trouble people called them cause they always went hard
on everything they did
pretty was always looking fly
he always had money on him had a hustle on the side
selling meth
he asked richie to join because he’d be stable
but richie knew that it’s illegal so he wouldn’t be able

so a month p-sses
and pretty started missing cl-sses
so richie thought it’d be cool check up on him
show comp-ssion if needed
to his surprise pretty was living pretty decent
thinking “homie living life while i’m here drowning in the deep end”
pretty’s room was like a hotel suite
soon as he saw that pretty’s comfortable it got bittersweet
everybody knew the reason it was just simple math
richie asked “pretty how?” pretty said “crystal meth”

he’s now thinking
“could this be my escape
or maybe this is my fate
my fam starving
is this a way to put food on the plate
what do i say to my mother
would she be happy i wonder
maybe make sure she doesn’t find out run it all undercover

i don’t wanna mess with the cops
h-ll i don’t wanna get shot
but if i do this i’d make me some money i’d make a lot
man i’m a twisted kid to even think about wanting in
but i can’t stand this poverty”
the he said “f-ck it i’m in”

richie started selling meth he made a thousand a week
he didn’t know how to spend it cause he was only 14
he couldn’t spend it on anything cause his mother would see
so every week he’d get the bag and go hide underneath
his bed
he started skipping school but managed to p-ss
but in the 9th grade is where everything started getting worse
his mother found the cash
richie saw it better to explain
he said “mom i’m selling drugs somebody put me in the game”
richie’s mother didn’t know how to react
whether to discipline him or give him a firm pat on the back
she decided it’s okay long as good food is on the plate
but she made him promise that he will have to try and play it safe

life was better than before
he started committing to dealing he made more
money
dropped out of school
he wasn’t with it anymore
the plot thickens there were new dealers in town who didn’t play
their stuff was better and cheaper
so that affected richie’s pay
the new dealers wanted to be the only ones in their hood
they carried guns their att-tude on “i wish a homie would”
pretty and richie joined forces started and working overtime
richie grew miserable drug game is taking over his life
now they didn’t make money like they used to
it drove them crazy
pretty missed being number one so much he was ready to claim it
he went to their rival’s spot
richie didn’t want no smoke
he went home
where he just wanted to be left all alone
richie sat down on his bed tryna find ways to make money
he sat there for an hour quietly and came up with nothing
he had a lot his mind
so stressed that he couldn’t eat
he couldn’t take it anymore so he decided to sleep
an hour later his phone rings
he’s hesitant to pick up
soon as he does someone said “richie your homie just got shot”
he got up and went to see if pretty really went to their spot
got there his homie on the ground and he took a fatal shot

- 4forty4 lyrics

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