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Rippa On The Beat, bitch I cannot go, all I know go Ooh, how I boat, I remain go Let me hear it Ooh, how I boat, I remain go I cannot go, all I know go Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay Goin' out sad, not in my race Counting money, counting blessings Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous Look, nine in my jeans, it's time to go to work They claimin' they gon' get a nigga, gotta kill 'em first I can't lose, even got the tool in the church Higher than God but I'm sober when I'm on alert Takin' somethin' from me, must be a fool, think it's April First What you thinkin'? Die over them Franklins, I ain' talkin' Kirk Washing clothes in the bathtub, wearing faded shirts All these niggas cappin', y'all just rappin', y'all ain't from the dirt No, gotta cut y'all off, you is not my dawg Strangers want me to win, family want me to fall Clutchin' that pistol, got 'em starin' at me in the mall I'ma go back to robbin' if my back against the wall Letras de cancionesMy thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous I love my heater, they say I'm reckless Must be a set-up, want me to meet without my weapon I'ma leave a pussy nigga bleedin' if he test me Ooh, how I boat, I remain go I cannot go, all I know go Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay Goin' out sad, not in my race Counting money, counting blessings Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous I had to get it on my own, hold the pain inside When it was time for beef, no hide, ain't no time to hide Got tired of flyin' niggas high so I ran it up Lot of niggas they got plucked, lot of niggas stuck Lot of niggas switch it up but I don't give a fuck Reasons why I really never trust, I really never tust Backwood of fire, roll it, stuff it up, bitch, I'ma stuff it up I smile to keep from cryin', hold it up, I gotta hold it up The decisions that I made, it made 'em mad at me Stayin' solid, keep it real, that's what I gotta be For my niggas facin' trial and fightin' felonies For the youngins in the streets, ain't got nowhere to be Feel it in my voice, you can hear me All this pain I try to hold but they can't hold me All this pain I try to hold but they can't hold me I'm thinkin', treacherous mind, hope I don't OD Ooh, how I boat, I remain go I cannot go, all I know go Grippin' my tool, holdin' my pay Goin' out sad, not in my race Counting money, counting blessings Fighting demons, thoughts getting reckless Not forgiven, I'm just treacherous My thoughts evil, I'm so treacherous From Letras Mania