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sword fights - rx papi lyrics

[intro]
not for no
this ain’t for them suburban kids
this is for them n*ggas that’s from the curb, n*gga
this is for them n*ggas that’s gon’ go the furthest extent about what they believe in, n*gga
this is for them n*ggas who gon’ go ten toes about what they believe in
and they gon’ face all they fears
they not gon’ tuck their tail
and they not gon’ hide (hrrr)

[verse]
i’m in the kitchen with a dirty blender
fresh as h*ll but all my life they know i’ve been a dirty n*gga
trick you out the dot, motherf*cker, i’m a nasty dealer
they know i took thеy sh*t and i ain’t pay ’em, go ahead ask them n*ggas
i don’t hang it out thе window, jump out the car and i get nasty with it
the way i dish that rock in the spot i’m steve nashin’ n*ggas
ain’t no za right now i got dog and glass for n*ggas
i broke it all down, i got hats and slats for n*ggas
don’t call my phone n*gga, you could meet me, i’ll drop the dot
hand over my mouth when i talk, they probably watching the spot
i know how to move b*tch, i’m in this sh*t to win it
i’ma squeeze it ’til it’s empty every time i stand on business
they know how the f*ck i’m coming i got that feeling in my stomach
why ysl can’t go like gunna?
phone sound funny, change my number
mind of a maniac, dope boy i’m livin’ proof
i watch auntie snort a deuce, then the b*tch went cahoots
once it’s up, we can’t truce
when i jump out, i’ma shoot
i walk down and get my man, broad day, won’t leave a clue
didn’t two times get hit for doing all that lying sh*t?
acting like they slide on sh*t, broad day, like blood, it’s mine and sh*t
my b*tch said something wrong with you
when i think about it, you probably right
but let a n*gga speak on them boys, i drop that bag, he’ll die tonight
i really grew up in a war zone, couldn’t tell you about a happy home
i’m trying to get the package gone, more white on me than post malone
i’ve been through the worst of it
i done put in dirt for it
put n*ggas on a shirt for it
when i die, i go out like a legend
my daddy died on his block, bk brought me some new opps
i put n*ggas in a box
they say i’m movin’ kinda hot
link with them boys just drop the dot
them n*ggas move like papa doc
jump out the car on them, he shot
he tried to scream and prayed to god
can only tell you ’bout what i did
can only tell you ’bout what i saw
can’t tell a cracker sh*t at all
long live them boys and free my dogs
jump out the window, bop them n*ggas
if it’s a issue with them n*ggas
switch get to switchin’ on you n*ggas
cl!ck go to cl*tchin’ on you n*ggas
i got dope residue on my amiris, motherf*ckers
spent seven thousand on some earrings, i can’t hear you, motherf*ckers
i’m paranoid with the clock, don’t wanna be near you, motherf*ckers
i make my b*tch drive for me, i know she gon’ slide for me
if they blitz the spot right now, i know that she gon’ lie for me
slabs go for two for five hundred
b*tch better not play with my money
i used to be a corner boy, could tell you a bunch of corner stories
i never once wanted the glory, b*tch, i was in it for the money
relationships with the junkie, turn me into auntie fave
slung birds on the pavement, swung swords, hittin’ faces
21b2159, a number that stay on my mind
you crackers gotta check out me, you n*ggas ain’t even checked out me
by myself, i built the empire
growing up, i used to watch the wire
my mama know that’s my favorite show
i can’t go out like proposition joe

- rx papi lyrics

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