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R.I.P.
Waka Flocka Flame & Slim Dunkin feat. Alley Boy & Trouble
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Woke up this morning, is it my last day?
My girl cooked breakfast, could it be my last tray?
Grandma died on the toilet, got me scared to shh
Shrink sound crazy, 'cause I ain't scared of shit
Loco gone, grandma gone
Do some music, nigga, fuck your song
Ain't talkin' money, don't call my phone
Just me and mama left all alone
I don't need no man, I can hold my own
Just me and my chrome
R.I.P. who? Be damned if you leave me out here dead
Some my niggas broke, and some my niggas dead
Some niggas snitch, and some of 'em in the fed
Everybody's crossed, and ain't nobody scared
Young niggas dyin', and ain't nobody carin'
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
Never let a pussy nigga trick you out the streets
Every nigga I shot, every lick I hit, for every door I kick
Every nigga that's in my clique, don't stop 'til we all be rich
All my soldiers gon' stay solid, all
The young niggas who 'bout it, 'bout it
R.I.P. to them fake ass niggas who got this game crowded
I done beat them murder charges before, so I can feel Boosie
All the confusion when you send your partner, then they trial, lose it
Ain't nothin' but some real shit in
My heart, that's why I spit from it
Never know when my time come, ain't no sense in runnin' from it
Some my niggas broke, and some my niggas dead
Some niggas snitch, and some of 'em in the fed
Everybody's crossed, and ain't nobody scared
Young niggas dyin', and ain't nobody carin'
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
Never let a pussy nigga trick you out the streets
Three niggas, three guns, just me with no gun
Caught slippin'? Goddamn, not me, Lord, please, no R.I.P
My face on a white tee, that's unlikely
Lil' brother dead, Uncle Pop in the feds, so I picket back
People get prayin', Lord, could you pray for my enemies?
And the ones heart filled with jealousy that hate on me and doubt me?
Always had a cold heart, no sympathy
Real nigga, no industry, real nigga raised in these streets
Me, Slim D, and Alley B, my eyes stay red like I got allergies
Some my niggas broke, and some my niggas dead
Some niggas snitch, and some of 'em in the fed
Everybody's crossed, and ain't nobody scared
Young niggas dyin', and ain't nobody carin'
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
Never let a pussy nigga trick you out the streets
They keep tellin' me congratulations
I tell 'em, "'Preciate it, but no thanks"
Tell me that when you see me in all white, and a nigga facin'
The bottom of the stairs of a yacht, now remember this plot
With rest in peace AJ on the side on everything I got
And everything I ever own, rest in peace to who, me?
Nah, never, but when I do, then it won't be better
For the nigga or for his family, 'cause they comin' with me
It's Trouble, Trouble, babe, Trouble, Trouble's the name
Some my niggas broke, and some my niggas dead
Some niggas snitch, and some of 'em in the fed
Everybody's crossed, and ain't nobody scared
Young niggas dyin', and ain't nobody carin'
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
R.I.P. who? Nah, not me
Never let a pussy nigga trick you out the streets