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tru shit - ripp flamez lyrics

yeah, ahhh

sh*t more crazy than it’s ever been
don’t compare me to these n*ggas that i’m better than
can’t go low on no feature i need every cent
f*ck them shows, but know that i got love for every fan
what would you do if n*ggas set you up and sn*tched your chain?
is you gon’ lay down like a b*tch or go protect your name?
i don’t say nothing on the internet, i let ’em think
and i ain’t never into sending threats i’m sending flames
what if you just minding your business and they hollin tough
and it’s like 8 or 9 n*ggas so they got the ups
when they got poles and you got poles sh*t you gotta clutch
i look up and it was more n*ggas poppin’ up (the f*ck?)
what you gon’ do? is you gon’ slide? will you ride or what?
is you gon’ let them n*ggas try or you gon’ fire ’em up?
never wanted homicide
but we gotta body y’all before y’all body us
but f*ck that chain i could’ve been put up and took it from you n*ggas
sh*t where was that energy when dude was looking for you n*ggas?
but you rather try me i see the p*ssy on you n*ggas
i could’ve had a b*tch come put that p*ssy on you n*ggas
standin’ right outside the door she make him cut his toes
how the f*ck you say it’s smoke? you want the world to know
’cause when it’s smoke i keep it quiet and that’s on my soul
i rather do this sh*t in private make sure no one knows
i ain’t never start no drama i’m gon’ finish it
boy your daughter got 2 mommas ’cause you been a b*tch
can’t write no statement i ain’t never had no penmanship
boy i can’t beef ’cause who gon’ focus on my businesses?
a year ago them n*ggas welcomed me with open arms
today they internet provoking me i don’t respond
some way i learned to have an open heart and open mind
i only ever showed love and that’s on my mom (say it one more time)
i gotta draw the line when n*ggas out of line
say you move around i never see you on this side of town
n*ggas know that whistle gettin’ blown when they get out of bounds
put that on your soul that boy’ll run you n*ggas out of town
it’s a lot of talkin’ when i’m not around
checked him in the villa, checked his gram and i heard not a sound
oh sh*t i forgot i took his phone and i still got it now
probably why he couldn’t make a post or get a comment out
d*mn i miss my n*gga drama, hate you gotta go through that
and i know they love you but you let them n*ggas hold you back
we grew up like brothers but they actin’ like i sold you crack
this sh*t gon’ get weird, do you remember when i told you that?
f*ck that chain ’cause i just put in my new mold to get a new one
i had a bigger stone and set that b*tch up on a cuban
i feel like i got clones i see how all you n*ggas movin’
f*ck respect i need a check for all the n*ggas i influenced
(true sh*t)
dayone music

- ripp flamez lyrics

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