fresh - rxk nephew lyrics
who do i call, when i’m down on my ass and my back on the wall?
i mentally need you waiting on that call
i physically need them drugs to be strong
we all gon die and it won’t take long
i give standards to people who’ve proven me wrong
i grind by myself, why they callin my phone?
that b*tch don’t miss you she just want (?)
i embrace my demons everybody know that
they don’t mean it, then why they keep tellin’ me that?
i ain’t buying, why the keep sellin’ me that?
the people around where the jealousy at
i grind cause i know that it gon’ come back
i get caught with this work i ain’t gon’ come back
lil b*tch talm bout she don’t want me back
he ain’t a plugg if he can’t front me that
i’m weighin’ my options thinking bout stains
they say that they witchu but they in the way
my stomach growlin’ but i can’t eat
anxiety k!lling me can’t sleep
everybody tell me my day comin’
f*ck out my face don’t say nothin’
talk to myself when im on the road
i go thru some sh*t, but n0body know
new breed trapper ain’t got no home
baby girl said her home my home
walk in that b*tch and she packin my clothes
new breed trapper i trap on the road
12 years old got kicked out the home
i love my auntie, we slept on the floor
i love my auntie more than my momma
me and auntie got the same problems
thumb thru a check with tears in my face
don’t worry now, yall ain’t care anyway
put a b*tch on block list in real life
ion feed into the fake hype
b*tch wanna argue? i tell her she right
i don’t give a godd*mn if a b*tch leave tonight
i don’t give a godd*mn if a b*tch leave tomorrow
ima pop these pills ima drink out the bottle
b*tch can be thick and a model
walk out in life, just like a father
rob a n*gga cause i got two daughters
up that b*tch i ain’t doin no talkin’
i ain’t get no sleep in bout 5 days
tell a opp “suck d*ck” to his face
think bout suicide every day
f*ck it, i might do that sh*t tomorrow
ima leave the music for my patna’s
big neph do this sh*t for the streets
down on my ass i ain’t have sh*t to eat
you can keep that sh*t if it ain’t genuine
you can do me favor and keep the favors
you can do me a favor and save the apologies
you can do me favor and f*ck out my face
never one time in my life said grace
can’t judge a book by its face
jump out my sleep, put my life on the line
jump out my sleep and go get on my grind
i do what i do errytime
i don’t give a d*mn bout yo lies
since i was young a b*tch can’t trick me
call up the plug, tell him get with me
young east side n*gga i was dingy
h*ll nah, ion want no fendi
b*tch, big neph with an s550
crack bag look like whitney william titties
ion wanna fit in cause this sh*t don’t fit me
she sayin she with me but she not with me
me and my henny, city to city
me and my wrist, city to city
me and my glock, city to city
ion understand where the hate come from
from the bottom, had to build up
rxk i can’t be replaced
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