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Richard Carmickel
Richard Carmickel
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All of my niggas gone fly high, nun of my niggas gone skydive Nun of my niggas gone skydive Nun of my niggas gone skydive, a All of my niggas gone fly high, nun of my niggas gone skydive I was down bad, but I'm up now Can't look out for niggas they cockeye And I'm chasing the bag ain't no slowing down We move in silence we ain't making a sound Wipe glide we ain't touching the ground Hate on me trying to eat with us now Sorry for your tragedy, look into my eyes you bet not lie to me Love my brothers cause they feel the pain that's deep inside of me Ride for me, I need my lil baby by the side for me Tell the truth, keep it a Hundred just say it honestly Been in my bag bag again Aint with all that talking, you know what it is My bad bad again, mama I'm sorry for the things that I did We add add again, start stacking to the ceiling We making a million, this pain ain't healing Just give me some to take away this feeling And I'm loyal my niggas they know, all of my niggas on go push start It ah take off ah nigga door, me or you imma score Chalking a nigga ain't with all that talking No more Paint em red when his true colors, imma paint em red when his true colors show, a And I ain't gone never forget what you did Always show love didn't get it back in return, Aint gone never forget how you live Live by the gun, die by the bullet get burnt, had to put it on like a bib Making a mess like my grandma said, closed mouths don't get fed, a But don't bit the hand that feed you, got the bag but you know that I need you When I look up roof see through, how did I make it through all the funerals that's some that I think to Now I'm hoping on stage, chandeliers in my chain, and I'm checking my rear view a, a All of my niggas gone fly high, nun of my niggas gone skydive I was down bad, but I'm up now Cant look out for niggas they cockeye And I'm chasing the bag ain't no slowing down We move in silence we ain't making a sound Wipe glide we ain't touching the ground Hate on me trying to eat with us now Sorry for your tragedy, look into my eyes you bet not lie to me Love my brothers cause they feel the pain that's deep inside of me Ride for me, I need my lil baby by the side for me Tell the truth, keep it a Hundred just say it honestly And for better or worst I'm making you first I just got married to money nigga You niggas is fake and you know you rehearse we just gone keep it a hundred nigga Pull up to the bank and I let it disperse while I'm counting up and I'm thumbing nigga And please don't think its sweet lil nigga, we ah bring out that honey All of my niggas get dummy, he wrap em up like a mummy Been in the rain so long its thunder storming, don't remember when it was sunny Yo niggas switch up for a check, that's what they do when they hungry That's what they do when they hungry, better watch your day one homies All of my niggas gone fly high, nun of my niggas gone skydive I was down bad, but I'm up now Cant look out for niggas they cockeye And I'm chasing the bag ain't no slowing down We move in silence we ain't making a sound Wipe glide we ain't touching the ground Hate on me trying to eat with us now Sorry for your tragedy, look into my eyes you bet not lie to me Love my brothers cause they feel the pain that's deep inside of me Ride for me, I need my lil baby by the side for me Tell the truth, keep it a Hundred just say it honestly
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