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Rarri True
Rarri True
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rarri True
Rarri True
Composer

Texty

You put some blood in this shit before, ****
Everybody lyin' like **** ain't put blood in this shit
So how the fuck I get here then ****?
Talk that shit forreal then, ****, bitch ass ****
Y'all **** just wanna count on a **** name
'Cause he goin' in the world and getting great, on God
(I never seen a hater so early)
I feel like Mike
Back in '95 when I got my first pair of mics
This shit ain't right
Remember them days I was locked up I had to sing kites
You **** ain't right
Ain't put a dollar on my books, what if I got life?
I can't be nice
'Cause when you put your heart in this shit, **** fuck around try
I can't be nice
My mind too fucked up, fuck around grab me a .9
Commit suicide
That's what you want from a **** so I'm never sayin' bye
But you can't rewind
The time on the Rollie 'cause the bitch gon' tick and glide
So just let me shine
The AP bezel got Heaven written all in the sky, yeah
They sayin', "Fuck me", so it's fuck 'em
He want some beef, bitch you lucky
Aim at your taco, better tuck it
You mad at me 'cause I'm gettin' money
Came out the streets, raised in the gutter
Big Lion beast, no 'Kuna Matata
He want the drama, we shoot up his partner
We pull up like salsa, we bang with them llamas
Rich **** shit don't stalk me
Black truck pull up, we mobbin'
My ice too burner, bitch caught me
Count on your friends too glossy
Metal for the mean in Miami
Heard the birds went swimming like a dolphin
I'm feeling like Virgin, I'm off it
That broke boy shit gon' cost you
'Cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time
I hold my AP to the sky 'cause it's my time
I hold my Rollie like a trophy, it's my time
I put that legwork in the streets, I had to grind
'Cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time
I hold my AP to the sky 'cause it's my time
I hold my Rollie like a trophy, it's my time
I put that legwork in the streets, I had to grind
Back to the paper, fuck hatin'
He want some smoke, we gon' vape him
I'm on vacation, with my baby
I get a text, like I'm changing
Why you tryna be like me?
You don't wanna be like me
The pay in my bag got a **** insane
Keep my gun on me like it's ID
'Cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time
I hold my AP to the sky 'cause it's my time
I hold my Rollie like a trophy, it's my time
I put that legwork in the streets, I had to grind
'Cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time
I hold my AP to the sky 'cause it's my time
I hold my Rollie like a trophy, it's my time
I put that legwork in the streets, I had to grind
I swear, just fuck it
'Cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time, 'cause it's my time
I hold my AP to the sky 'cause it's my time
I hold my Rollie like a trophy, it's my time
Legwork, I had to grind
Written by: Rarri True
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