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free ken - rj lamont & damjonboi lyrics

[intro]
(rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man)

[verse: damjonboi]
let me tell you a lil’ story about a n*gga named ken
locked up in the pen’ ’cause he smoked his own mans
see, ken was gettin’ money, but he tapped in his friends
and they f*cked up the bag, let me tell you how it went
(see, ken was from the hood, and he grew up poor as h*ll)
(walked into the plug tryna make a lil’ sale)
the plug told ken, “i can give you a big bag of that”
“that sh*t i just seen you serve, my n*gga, yeah, we laugh at that”
ken took his number and he gave dog a call
the next day, he pulled up with the bag and dropped it off
mmm, now he got the work, i mean, yeah, he been workin’
but movin’ all that sh*t by his self, he really perpin’
ken called his homeboy and said he need some help
not knowin’ that his homeboy really all for self
homeboy pulled up, and ken showed him three bricks
homeboy in his head, thinkin’ like, a free l!ck
see, a homeboy called some other n*ggas for the help
’cause he can’t even move that sh*t by his f*ckin’ self
now ken doin’ business with some n*ggas he don’t know
got all them n*ggas workin’, and they bringin’ back the pros
ken f*cked up ’cause he showed n*ggas the stash spot
homeboy see that money pilin’ and he mad now
the homeboys told the other n*ggas that, “i got a play”
soon as we sell this last brick, bust him in his face
them other n*ggas like, “h*ll yeah”, n*gga, i’m with it
they meetin’ up with ken just so they can count the digits
ken told his b*tch he don’t feel like somethin’ right
got a knock at the door, so he went and grabbed his pipe
homeboy at the door, ken let them n*ggas in
the homeboy set his phone down and said, “i gotta p*ss”
he went in the bathroom and his phone got a text
but his phone was face up, ken readin’ all that sh*t
the message came from the other n*gga, talkin’ ’bout robbin’ him
but at the end of the message, it say, “we ain’t poppin'”
dog came out the bathroom, but he ain’t got a clue
that ken read the f*ckin’ messages, his ass through
ken like, “let me go and get this money out the room”
y’all n*ggas tryna get high? i got weed, i got shrooms
he got them n*ggas high, now he lookin’ for his pole
this b*tch already grabbed the stick, but he ain’t even know
he patted on his waist thinkin’ he got his stick on him
soon as he turned around, the b*tch upped the bl!ck on him
the b*tch don’t even know there ain’t no bullets in the gun
then ken reached down and pulled out another one
he looked at the b*tch and said, “i thought you was solid”
kissed her on the f*ckin’ forehead, then he popped him
turned around, looked at homeboy and he popped him
off*brand n*gga tried to run, but he dropped him
squeezed that b*tch ’til it started cl!ckin’, then he dropped it
ken from the east side, he went in them n*ggas’ pockets
hit the stash, grab the money, now he headed to the door
and them people outside, and ken don’t even know
tryna figure out how the f*ck they get here so fast
lookin’ dumb as h*ll at the door holdin’ both bags
the people sn*tched him up, f*cked him up what he said
that n*gga that you just shot in the head was the feds
f*ck

- rj lamont damjonboi lyrics

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