Lead Sled Ramirez
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[Verse 1]
Ayy, exotic aromas, I'm whippin' on them Forgiatos
Plottin' my come-up, surfin' the concrete in that Eldorado
Glasspack, hearin' me barkin', swervin' up through the streets
Roll me up a blunt but make sure it's up in the Russian cream
Rollin' my dice, hoping I hit the four-five-six
Life is a bitch, but I'ma make sure I'ma die rich
Standin' alone, don't give a fuck about a fuckin' bitch
Straight to your dome just like a sniper scope when Rami' spit
Murder, murder, there goes another emcee dead
Peanut butter interior inside of my lead sled
Movin' with caution, boys be snitchin' to the feds
Makin' sure my kinfolk straight before I take my last breath
It's just another day like this
Tryna push and lit 'em off before I kick the curb and dip
I'm on that Late Nite Tip
It's 'bout three up in the mornin', runnin' red lights, burnin' down the zip
[Chorus]
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin', it paid me
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin', it paid me
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, exotic aromas, I'm whippin' on them Forgiatos
Plottin' my come-up, surfin' the concrete in that Eldorado
Glasspack, hearin' me barkin', swervin' up through the streets
Roll me up a blunt but make sure it's up in the Russian cream
Rollin' my dice, hoping I hit the four-five-six
Life is a bitch, but I'ma make sure I'ma die rich
Standin' alone, don't give a fuck about a fuckin' bitch
Straight to your dome just like a sniper scope when Rami' spit
Murder, murder, there goes another emcee dead
Peanut butter interior inside of my lead sled
Movin' with caution, boys be snitchin' to the feds
Makin' sure my kinfolk straight before I take my last breath
It's just another day like this
Tryna push and lit 'em off before I kick the curb and dip
I'm on that Late Nite Tip
It's 'bout three up in the mornin', runnin' red lights, burnin' down the zip
[Chorus]
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin', it paid me
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin', it paid me
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
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