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Rituals

Ransom
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Yeah, that's well done if you said it's beef Instead of grief, we passed our test It's time that you met a piece (Blaow) Used to be a nightmare, countin' bodies instead of sheep Just got my dream job, but ironically now I never sleep Here, pull up a better seat (Come on) Get a close look at this game and claim you a set of cleats (Uh-huh) Judge threw the book at a nigga, look How I read the streets (Look at that) Niggas think it's war just because a nigga done said his peace But I'm just tryna let it be Or some hooded niggas be stormin' your gates Crip MAC, get a couple .5s drawn in your face It often relates, this street shit is like walkin' in place (It is) Did time on that state farm for you talkin' to jake (I did) Yeah, I'm top five when you talk to the greats (Okay) But they ain't wanna see me eat when they offered a plate (Ha) The type of nigga that if we was hangin' out and it's late And you left for home, I hit you back to make sure if you safe (Facts) But at the same token, when that name spoken Lames chokin' on they words 'cause I been linked to extortion and rapes Nah, I close my eyes, see coffins and wakes I'm not that guy to tell 'em lies that we all can embrace I knew it from the start (Ah) Deep in the bones of my body From the blood that pumps fluid in my heart (Yes) You could lose it in the dark (Uh-huh) When you don't see the lights yet (Yeah) Maneuver with the sharks, but you don't feel the bites yet (Nah) On the deep end tryna swim with no life vest Yeah, we movin' weight, but no light reps Nah, when you that nigga, who you listen to? You might have copped a brick or two, but you ain't know the rituals Ayo, huh, we inspired to be the richest plugs No kiss and hugs, niggas shoot at your heart And tell 'em this is love, a ditch is dug I'm an illegitimate thug Feds want me pinched, my studio called, crib is bugged Another nigga that ain't fit the glove That mean the evidence presented is not enough to convince a judge I send a hit, get the witness plugged, listen, bruh I was givin' slugs, gettin' rich sellin' vicious drugs I'm in the section next to Mr. Rugs When I sit in clubs, I drink a whole Bottle and give your bitch the suds I don't care if you Crip or Blood This blue steel will make your whole Clique drip blood 'til it's a flood I got rich off pitchin' bud Seven bedrooms, four and a half baths with expensive tubs Nigga, this is what ambition does I put a brick in the door and the dash, but I don't deliver grub Huh, niggas fiendin' in desperation Mad I exceeded they expectations Then they start singin', bringin' my team in investigations But my shooters gon' handle the cleanin' and restoration Nigga, explanations was barely explained I ain't get strong in the gym, I got strong from carryin' pain Best believe I'm wearin' these chains This necklace came from havin' addresses in various names And now I'm cruisin' in the dark But these rides drive themselves, my nigga You see the amusement when it park I do it from the art and we don't take light bets It's a gamble to make music from the heart, huh I told Daniel that I need two of each animal Like I'm 'bout to use it for the ark Huh, when you that nigga, who you listen to? You might have sold a brick or two But you don't know the rituals, nigga