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rylo rodriguez - die for lyrics
[chorus]
my n_ggas dyin’ for they grandpas
my n_ggas dyin’ for they grandmas
he don’t know me just know what i tell him
they don’t know whats going on way behind these cameras
i don’t f_ck wit him, but thats my blood like a tampon
can’t lie girl i don’t love you more than my handgun
quick to fill a n_gga up with lead like a scantron
i gave some racks to n_ggas lawyers and made d_mn bonds
[verse 1]
he took a fentanyl pill, he died from it, i still get high as h_ll
rip big john, he ain’t got 20 years but he don’t get a lot of mail
if you tell a hoe what your n_gga said about him, leave the game you is not a player
had the car wrecked, progressive couldn’t help us rip lil fed
lost over 20 n_ggas, but i don’t want no sympathy
they told me time will get better
it did, 2 rollies on both wrists i went and bust down the bezzels
everybody want a meal but no one wanna cook the dinner
sick of losing all my dogs i might f_ck around and start a kennel
bought her a cartier bracelet, ain’t talk to her since i gave it to her
on the elevator with my dogs, got off when i thought about paid in full
i’m a project baby my brother prayed smoke woulda come put our cable up
i was spending not saving on my partner i couldn’t get a dollar from him
when it came to these hoes he told me he went in his profit money
know these b_tches be lying, but i ain’t saying they blocking for me
can’t be wasting no time, i put my watch in a sippy cup
they got money, we got money but its different
he a k!ller caught another body say it felt different
all alone in my room, sometimes i stare at my walls
they still hang with him he told, man them n_ggas know he the law
them n_ggas tripping, take they passport from em
you just see what i post imagine what i don’t, gettin gas store money
in my city ridin round one deep i got the dashboard running
seen a n_gga get k!lled in the hood, i was 12 they took his last breath from him
dude momma got k!lled inside the projects, bullets in the screen door from it
post these numbers wock in a faygo
i sip this sh_t for the taste, not for the high
blow up bed we had to lay low
took a bullet to the head turned him to a tomato
took a bullet to the head now he a vegetable
i’m tryna make his bond just so i could k!ll him though
ain’t talk to poodie in a minute, thats still my n_gga though
judge gave him 30, imagine being 20 praying that you’re 54
[chorus]
my n_ggas dyin’ for they grandpas
my n_ggas dyin’ for they grandmas
he don’t know me just know what i tell him
they don’t know whats going on way behind these cameras
i don’t f_ck wit him, but thats my blood like a tampon
can’t lie girl i don’t love you more than my handgun
quick to fill a n_gga up with lead like a scantron
i gave some racks to n_ggas lawyers and made d_mn bonds
[outro]
i need love
i need love
i need love
i need love
i need love, yeah
thats still my n_gga though
i need love
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