Russian Roulette

Lil Baby

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    Know my grandma happy, finally got my shit together
    Told bro we'll take the town if we just stick together
    Every time bro catch a bid, we do that shit together
    I know he got two phones, but I still sent a letter
    'Cause I know how that feel

    Don't compare me to no other rapper, I feel like my shit real
    Frontin' bows and fuckin' niggas hoes before I got a deal
    It's love for sure, but you done broke the code, I don't know how to feel
    And I ain't told nobody no for real since I got a mil', I'm tied in
    Another bloody summer in Atlanta, done lost five friends
    Mama told me that water was cold, I still had dived in
    Never let a nigga take me out, it's beef, we dine in
    Dog done lost his mind, I pray to God to help him find it
    I was in a dark spot but I came back and I broke the knot
    Remixin' my country boy for a profit, now a nigga run the charge
    I don't need your comment, nah

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    This the shit that I live for, at least five niggas that'll kill for me
    Hundred racks for my kid lawyer
    It ain't my fault she don't got morals
    I got rich, that's my life story
    I left the streets in a paddy wagon, I came back and got right to it
    Never question my loyalty, if it's that deep, then don't do it
    Seem to go my hardest when I'm goin' through it
    Through with that, said I'm done but then I doubled back
    Are you dumb? You the one, and I'm because of that
    Firearm always on me, I be clutchin' that
    Know I'm wrong, how the fuck we playin' Russian roulette
    All my life, I had to fight, I feel like Mike
    Shootouts every other week, we had that
    Bitches every other night, I'm past that

    I'ma always play my part, give a fuck 'bout no awards and shit
    I still ain't drop my hardest shit
    I'm tryna get on some artist shit, my mind still in the 'partments
    My accountant say I need to slow it down with these Dior garments
    Close my eyes and think about where I come from when I'm performin'
    I'm on top of every dime, I check my balance every mornin'
    I'm relaxin' with a bad one, they be askin', can they join us
    And my left wrist on Crip, nigga, these bracelets sixty pointers
    In the Maybachs back to back on the Southside, it was me and Wunna
    I'm puttin' on for my people them
    Say the wrong words, we deletin' him
    No doubt about it, they believe in him
    Won't let 'em down, I promise

    I really cried when Marlo died, I felt it all in my stomach
    On the same shit that I been on, I ain't never switchin' my formula
    I remember they made fun of me, can't beef with nobody under me
    These lil' niggas should honor me, I'm way up on 'em honestly
    Four building's in the last month, I'm boostin' up my economy
    Four million, that was this week, which one of y'all wanna come for me? Yeah
    Through with that, said I'm done but then I doubled back
    Are you dumb? You the one, and I'm because of that
    Firearm always on me, I be clutchin' that
    Know I'm wrong, how the fuck we playin' Russian roulette
    All my life, I had to fight, I feel like Mike
    Shootouts every other week, we had that
    Bitches every other night, I'm past that
    I'ma always play my part, give a fuck 'bout no awards and shit

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    Composición: Sajeethan Sakthivel y Howard

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