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P.I.F
Ransom
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Now you and me are one
Though you don't believe
Though the hurt doesn't show
The pain still grows
Still the stranger than you or me
But I've been waiting for this moment
For all my life, oh Lord
I can feel it in the air tonight
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Fly to the weather, never see another cold day
The bad guy 'cause I say what they won't say
Kill a nigga for a band, that's a cold play
Living in a black van like I'm so say
Fuck this nigga's blood, you don't see the cold plate
White girl cuttin' on her like I'm OJ
Used to be a dirtball from the projects
Now I got a hurt arm from these objects
Watch full of boulders, working on the biceps
Shorty got a girl, thinking I'm a bisexual
Side step, what the fuck they gon' try next?
Lies, yes, you ain't look me in my eyes yet
High, yes, cocksucker, I'm blessed
Seven-digit checks, why the fuck would I stress?
Money all season, long as I'm breathin'
Fuck the right thing that's done for the wrong reason
You don't bear arms, nigga, you long-sleeving
I don't fear God, my bitches is palm-reading
Stripping and thong-teasing, toss like a hundred grand
Your lifespan got it wrapped in a rubber band
Clap 'til the gunner jam, fly like Rich and Po
Columbian bitch, high like the bitch in Blow
Show 'nuff but these guys got a different glow
The blow like fast food, get your shit and go
Go, before I make a time machine
Would you ever sacrifice for this shit, nigga?
I sacrificed my life for this shit
We done came too far
It ain't no looking back now
Brand, holler at me
Princess Isabelle, hit this shit for the long haul
Yo, yo, everybody tell me I'm soon to be famous
Learning how to move in a room full of strangers
I'm still here with the dudes that I came with
And they don't fuck with no niggas I don't bang with
You talking dough, nigga, now you talking my language
These niggas anus, they taking shots but they shall remain nameless
Ain't nothing changed, bitch, you know I'm on the same shit
Ain't nothing changed, these niggas
Burning bridges wanting me to send a boat
I ain't playing with you niggas, this ain't never been a joke
I ain't got the time, leave a message, send a note
I hit the bitch from behind then I left him in her throat
Kick the bitch off the couch, where the F is the remote?
VIP, nigga, we behind the section with the rope
Niggas hate, I think I need a Smith & Wesson in my coat
I think I need a Smith & Wesson in my coat
Yeah, these bitches acting high maintenance but fucking for the low
I ain't got the patience, it's still nothing for a ho
Raps on the spaceship, they not fucking with the flow
And I ain't gotta say shit, you motherfuckers gon' know
These fuck niggas wanna fight for the fame
I'm just tryna play to win, nigga, life is a game
Tate lost his moms and his pops in the same fucking year, nigga
I don't have the right to complain
My best friend got life in the bank
Every time I try to write him, it's pain
Don't confuse me with rap dudes
All my bars nuts, nigga, cashews
I don't give a fuck about these hoes, nigga, cash rules
And I don't wanna hear no more bad news (No)
Too many niggas that I know is not here
Why Jas and Buttafuk had to go? It's not fair
The sad thing is you know the shit ain't stop there
And I don't like to hear about this shit 'cause I care
I got a feeling that this year is my year
I've been waiting on this moment all my life, I swear
Yeah
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord
But I've been waiting for this moment
For all my life, oh Lord
I can feel it in the air tonight
Oh Lord, oh Lord
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