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rosary blues - gmoneydt lyrics

[intro]
ayy
look

[verse 1]
if n0body kept it real, i know i did
i can’t even trust the day*one n*ggas that i started with
glock 30, 50 drum, beam, that’s a starter kit
f*ck talkin’, i let my stick do the arguin’
orange top, orange bottom, wrist chained up
thirteen, fourteen’d have me changed up
fifteen, sixteen, i was chained up
i be lyin’ if i said i changed, i’m on the same stuff
back to back inside of foreigns like it’s nothin’
the day before i went down, i passed other lil’ somethin’
just signed a deal but i haven’t wasted nothin’
free crazy, he on video but can’t see his face or nothing

[chorus]
i got n*ggas takin’ risks who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
i got shooters goin’ to court with rosary blues
i got people in my family who hopin’ i lose
if they hangin’ god, they block gon’ get abused

[verse 2]
bouncin’ out the benz thing tryna run up and shoot
187 on the trophy, ain’t leavin’ no clues
every time i leave the house, i can’t forget the tool
187 on the opp, we put him on the news
every time we leave the house, we gotta keep that pole with us
i be hangin’ ’round with cold savages, cold k!llers
shiesty up, run down, we finna go and get ’em
n*gga, if you ain’t got a bl!ck, you better go and get one
i be lyin’ to my b*tch when i tell her i love her
the only thing that i love is my 40, it’s special
if i ever broke your heart, i ain’t never met you
every time i go to sleep, glocky under the cover
i be talkin’ to my chopper like, “i’m into you”
can’t answer questions ’bout a shooting on an interview
white chalk around the body what we into
they hoppin’ in that car to go slide, i’m hoppin’ into
grim reaper of the city, bouncin’ out, i’m tapin’ everything
i could give a b*tch anything else except a wedding ring
she asked me what days you get money, i said, “every day”
tuh, dead homies, n*gga
i got n*ggas takin’ risks who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
[chorus]
i got n*ggas takin’ risks who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
i got shooters goin’ to court with rosary blues
i got people in my family who hopin’ i lose
if they hangin’ god, they block gon’ get abused

- gmoneydt lyrics

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