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Rivals (Remix)

 

Rivals (Remix)


(Andyr)
Know what I'm sayin'? They say the good die young
I'm still here
What that mean?

Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones
Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns
Death to all to my rivals
I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple
I ride with kufis, they be toting on a rifle
When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go
Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial
The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos, Amiri cargos

Came a long way from dumping checks in Wells Fargo
If it don't clear by today, then tomorrow
We ain't have cars to slide on opps, we clapped the Tahoe
You really went and broke my heart, I hope you die, ho
I should go and fuck your best friend to get even
I be switching out foreigns just like the seasons
I be switching out Monclers, I'm anemic
I be balling like Jordan, but my rings VV

Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones
Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns
Death to all to my rivals
I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple
I ride with kufis, they be toting on a rifle
When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go
Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial
The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos

Yeah, the racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos
Two-seater but the blick in the passenger where my heart goes
'Cause it don't take shit for me to go on demon time
'Cause we gon' stretch him, gon' bless him, see if really he divine
I done been shot at too many times, so when I ride, we put the heat in the back
Skinny jeans, white G-Fazos, got the heat on his lap
Let the drummer fly, and the opps gon' see more shells than Taco Tuesday
They know I'm 2x, I'll turn this shit to doomsday
Five rooms in the crib, ain't got no roommates
If I ain't live the life I live, I wouldn't have dead homies, now it's too late
That lil' nigga coughing, we ain't have no sugar for the Kool-Aid
I'm rich, sorry that you played, put noodles over souffle
No Fettucine, he in the mix, so he an imposter
Jamaican, I don't know Patois, but I got love for my rastas
You still been seeing the doctor, I'm tryna kill all the oppers
Fuck bygones, I'm tryna buy guns

Left her in the past, let bygones be bygones
Where I'm from, we don't buy diamonds, we go buy guns
Death to all to my rivals
I changed my life, I'm Muslim, I am a disciple
I ride with kufis, they be toting on a rifle
When I'm off the Wockhardt, I don't know where my mind go
Time been slow, I had to ice out the dial
The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos, Amiri cargos

Say the good die young, uh
Die young
Die young, oh-oh
(The racks don't fit, I had to cop Amiri cargos) He was so young
(Two-seater but the blick in the passenger where my heart goes)
Island, island
('Cause we gon' stretch him, gon' bless him, see if really he divine) Oh

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