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Philthy Rich

Revenge Is Promised

 

Revenge Is Promised

(álbum: Hood Presidents - 2018)


[Philthy Rich:]
Ayy it's Philthy nigga
It's the legion baby
Rest in peace to all my niggas, look

For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)
For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)

[Prezi:]
Stacking up a check, watching how I spend it (Uh-huh)
Everybody pocket watching, better mind your busines
Heard some rumors 'bout my niggas, they was speaking bad
But love and loyalty the only thing I ask
Saying you real don't impress me, let's just keep it solid (Nah)
Gotta show that you real, that be you niggas' problem
President in my hood way before Obama
Kev died, he got killed riding with his mama (Damn)
Shit still hurt, but the hood politics make this shit worse
Shit get crazy when you start winning
Riding 'round with it, I ain't tryna be a victim (Nah)
I'ma blast first
Pussy he was 14 when he got convicted for a homi (He was)
Told him call me if he need 'em and he know I got it (I do)
I lost some homies to the homies, that shit super phony
Nightmares of my own niggas switching on me

[Philthy Rich:]
For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)
For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)

Look, Lil Phil and Ant can't eat no books (Uh-uh)
So I'm taxing niggas for these verses and these hooks (Ayy I need that)
You ain't put no money on your nigga's books (Pussy)
And that snitch you running with getting overlooked (It's Philthy)
Free Juice, I'm sipping all this juice (Syrup)
Thinking 'bout all the time my niggas gotta do (Is that right?)
Communicating with my niggas in the shoe (Huh?)
Send them niggas some pictures, the least you could do (It's Philthy nigga)
Me and Fatts counting a hundred stacks (A hundred thou)
Last week I scratched off a hundred money packs (Swear to God)
Then passed out eleven hundred backpacks (Is that right?)
You just taking from the hood, you ain't giving back (Pussy)
My nigga lost his life, he can't get it back (Uh-uh)
So we sliding every night until we get him back (Slide)
Shooting at his top until his ceiling crack (Until his ceiling crack)
Numb to the pain, ain't get my feeling back (Ain't get my feeling back)

For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)
For my niggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (Swear to God)
Taking care my nigga's kids and his mama (Solid)
Presidential nigga, but I don't know Obama (Uh-uh, nigga)
Running through these M's, counting up these commas (it's Philthy)

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