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Rylo Rodriguez - "Room Comfort" ft. Fridayy & Lil Durk (Official Music Video)
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Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy
I come from a place where if you die, your bro the shooter
Sittin' in the church, I heard his name and say hallelujah
Really think God done sent me here to pray for all these funerals
Seen a lot of them n- go get touched, had the cooties
He trappin' all these nights, workin' overtime, you know he tired
He can't go to sleep 'round none of his brothers, you know they slime
Seen a -, go to the funeral, he fakin' cryin'
They gave my n- 60 years, they won't free him 'til he 89
Won't leave the city for long, he run back to that field when n- be dyin'
Street brainwash you, all that money you made off robbin', won't pay no taxes
I was with your dad right before that happened
He just was with me, now he ain't breathin', hopin' I see him again
I was thinkin' 'bout throwin' an AirTag in the casket
Know peer pressure'll get you -, he ain't have the nuts to say he chill
He prayin' that they don't hit big, them - gon' - him on that lick
I lost three n- from a pill, wardrobe they Perc' will press the fit
You can't get the man you want, gotta make his cousin feel that sh-
You got too many greedy people around, you gon' hurt they tummy to see these mills
Say he wanna get paid 'cause he ain't tell, these n- want money to keep it real
Lot of n- can't stomach death, he had went to vomiting on the drill
In the hood, they rob they brothers, don't tell your mama 'bout what he did
If you rat, you'll lose it all, don't tell your honor 'bout what you did
If he told, then I'ma rat if I send him money down to his bail
His female'll turn him over, we done caught him fumbling with his kids
I forgave you, but I ain't forget
9-11, this Rolex watch is plain jane
In the hood, it ain't nothin' to do, every day we do the same thing
To the world she selfish, she done come far
She been molested by an uncle
Fucked me up, my homegirl hung herself, how you supposed to deal with mental health?
How you 'posed to deal with PTSD? I was calling on Bree, like she can help
Go to jail and run a PC, but you reppin' on my people death
They murked my little brother, this sh- won't end, hope I don't die 'fore I get revenge
It's been a long time comin' (a long time comin')
But I know change gon' come, yes, it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin', I'm afraid to die
I don't know what's on the other side (and long gone)
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown (go downtown)
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
Folks be claimin' bodies, n- different, they my sun-yun
That claimed my brother body, I'm different with the mon-yun
Granny gettin' older, forgot my name and I'm like, "Uh-uh-huh"
They biggest out my sun-yun, you will never see me run-yun-yun
Caskets give me chills, this the last time breathe
The industry think me and Baby fell out, we just f- up the streets
Free Boona and free Dugg, I did some sucker sh- to keep it P
I was thinkin' with my - knowin' - well that wasn't me
I was tryna heal, I seen his name inside the folder
The hood gon' hear me out, but the other half already chose, uh
I don't show emotion, but you f- up all the motion
PPP, had him at Icebox weekly, now he at Kroger's
Had a talk with Meek, I told Uzi to drop the Pink Tape
To stay on subject, my lawyer got my whole life in the briefcase
I don't blame the blog, I blame the n- who send the blog a face
Derez De'Shon, they left me on my own, I learned the Hardaway
It's been a long time comin' (a long time comin')
But I know change gon' come, yes it will (yeah, yeah)
It's been too hard livin', I'm afraid to die (understand that)
I don't know what's on the other side (and long gone)
So I go to a movie, and I go downtown (go downtown)
Slumpin' and sellin', who hang around
We were slaves in the trenches
Out in them bricks, no-no-no, no
At the river ride, we pourin' six
I'm on codeine, on codeine
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