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Take Three - RXKNephew
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Take Three RXKNephew

Take Three - RXKNephew
[Intro]
Boss up, nigga

[Verse]
Anything that I did in my life had a purpose
They start tellin' lies when the hate not workin'
My grandmama proud, she said I deserve it
If you fall down, nigga get back up
Stay ten toes down, put yo head up
Fuck who hate, get yo bread up
When you in the street, better man up
I don't like to talk about my problems
My bitch always wanna keep on drama
I don't trust myself, I don't trust my mama
These pills I pop ain't come from no doctor
Out in the cold, strapped with the heat
Trap so much, I forgot to eat
This field I'm in, can't cost my teeth
You can look in my eyes and know what I mean
I take a picture, my eyes start bleedin'
I closе my eyes and see dead bodiеs
E pills all in my autosopy
Never ran from a nigga, that's word to my mommy
Grown men still scared of the dark
Whole life I been in my thoughts
The whole mission is to not get caught
I ain't Eazy E, I ain't hittin' it raw
Imma do what I do, and I do how I do it
You doin' too much, nah, I'm coolin'
What is you doin'? You run up, you stupid
Put that glick to his head like "What is you doin'?"
You don't know me, nigga, don't assume it
Married the G, I jumped the broom
In my hood like legion of doom
Beefin' with a nigga we used to be cool
These niggas ain't on it, I don't wanna hear it
These niggas on the porch, in they house, they scared
Jump out the cut, look like Bloody Mary
Love my Glock, now me and her married
Stand in the corner and bangin my head
You make that bag or you lay in that bed
Big backwood like I'm Redman
(Gr gr gr) knock off his dread
They say Slitherman be out of his head
Send you to God like you talk with the dead
These niggas be snitchin' they run with the fed
Don't know what be wrong with my head
Throw a bitch in a white van
Can't fall asleep, I don't fuck with no xans
Think my last bitch left a hex
She like daddy can I get a text
I'm in the trap why you gettin' upset
Auntie callin' and she left a text
Uncle noddin' off like Famous Dex
My face card good don't owe no debt
Pop mo' Bs than Famous Dex
Bitch you ain't see crazy yet
Locked in the cell, callin' collect
Talk to myself I ain't got nobody
Ride with myself I don't ride with nobody
RXK, one man army
Me and my pistol I'm never lonely
Bitch said she love me she just want you to hold me
I'ma die for this shit, bitch you don't know me
Baby like, grind for what you need
We could take a trip overseas
Callin' my line, they want me comeback
I'm tryna chill, they tryna take me back
These hollow points it'll fix a flat
These nigga movin' like Ms. Cat
Tom and Jerry, chasin' rats
Feel like Tom when he chased the rat
My grandma love, told me stay strapped
But grandma, what if I go back?
Who the fuck gone' answer that phone and write me letters
Come to see me?
I'ma smuggle drugs, I'ma stash CO, I'ma go out like Pistol Pete
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