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r.i.p. 2 - jo$h2lit lyrics

yeah yeah yeah yeah
(yeah we finna let it rip)
(that’s my brotha money makin myles)
woo woo woo woo woooo
let’s get it
(yeah yessir)
let’s get it, woo
gotta get lit, gotta get hype
f*ck that sh*t (ight)
(you already know what it is)

gotta get up of my ass i gotta go get my bread
gotta get up off my ass i get out my bed
going up but i can’t let none of that sh*t go to my head
cause i was looking up to n*ggas and they wanted me dead x2

my momma from the streets of norf philly
ion know how she made it out but i know dam well she did it
i know im skipping school, got you convinced that im tripping
but you got me f*cked up if you donf think imma get it
i hate when people do the most, just to get some attention
i hate when b*tches call me broke cause you can keep yo opinion
i can open up my arms and share the love cause im willing
im willing to change the world because the love is whats missing

love used to be cool love used to be real n
n*ggas done flipped the script loves just for the b*tches
that hatred thats in yo heart, turn lions to kittens
and when yo brother take yo spot, then gone have k!ll em (k!ll em)
i cant wait to go back to philly
ian never been meek but always kept it a milly
but im running sh*t on the real, on the really
get my young bull to pop you while he popin a wh*llie

and when im back in the a
i got some crips and some billies
and you think you runnin up on us the n*gga you silly

back in 8th grade n*gga i aint have no sense
same adidas joggers i aint used to havin no checks
lil n*gga but i aint no stranger to boflex
now i walk around with a apple watch and a rolex

n*ggas hattin on me and i already know dat
while they b*tches on my d*ck, make wishes to blow dat

n*ggas think they hard boy you aint even onnat
they on know nothin about the school in which i enrolled at
niaggas claim they love me but they dont nevr show dat
till i hit the block, then its where the gas and the hoes at

these n*ggas a get a zip and not buy my shirts
these n*ggas a flip a brick and not buy my shirts
these i’ll hit a l!ck and not buy my shirts
these n*ggas can suck a d*ck and not buy shirts
n*ggas will bе living and you’ll pass right by their merch table and won’t buy a t*shirt
but lеt him die and you have that rip face on that motherf*cker
you know why? because you want to be seen wearing that motherf*cker
you want other motherf*ckers to see you wearing that motherf*cker
you trying to get, you trying to get support off his death
but you wouldn’t support him while he was here, n*gga, b*tch
yeah, you’ll pass right by his merch table, you’ll pass right by him selling cds outside the club
“mane give me $10 for my cd”
you’ll pass right by him and not give him $10 but let him die and rip shirt, you cop that b*tch

- joh2lit lyrics

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