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lirik lagu revelations – ishaan the rit god

[intro]

rit rit. man sh*t crazy out here man, it’s like i’m growing up everyday seeing sh*t. sometimes you just gotta reflect on sh*t you know

[verse]

before i snap, i gotta thank god, ya’ll know i could’ve been dead right?
cuz a n*gga had a burner to me like caine cousin at the red light
like a virgin, i’m far from p*ssy, i ain’t have no burner n*gga sh*t happens
all my bars like christmas presents, everybody know i got a gift rapping
my cuz will pop like 2 liters, hitting high notes like gospel singers
at these parties like balloons and streamers, we was up there fighting like jerry springer
blowing kush thinking bout the times we light up at night like a open sign
my team score, ya’ll shooting bricks like ben wallace at the free throw line
i remember it was me and reo popping rose bottles on new years eve
as many shots i took that night, i need a nba shooter sleeve
sipping remy in the early morning, i threw up on all of my ralph lauren
rap game all f*cked up, n*ggas selling souls (soles) like micheal jordan
got crazy between me and moms, then i had to move in l*o crib
thinking bout how many dates it take for me to move into carmelo crib
saw this b*tch who use to suck my d*ck, she doing real good, she got 4 jobs
these days, i guess it’s all work
back then it use to be all slob
i don’t play for the brooklyn nets, hoes on my johnson, you can call me joe
like a bee, i got that sting on me, i got that green on me like piccolo
f*cking hoes off instagram, it’s andre drummond how she let me slam
she like a roller coaster like disneyland, cuz i’m suited up like a business man
you wanna beef, yo b*tch got buns like cheeseburgers from fudruckers
my money talks on friday, that’s two movies by chris tucker
me and l*o on longacre, plotting like we bouta make a movie
raps raw like a plate of sushi, and my b*tch steaming like a d*mn jacuzzi
tip wife, you cash tiny, i make plays like pat riley
phone twerking just like miley, these haters funny like ricky smiley
miss my grand daddy everyday, i’m a cheese head like green bay
got falcons like i’m from the a, and i wanna ball like dr. j
me and jackpot, blowing loud, got bad b*tches and some bobs pizza
i had a dream, martin luther king, i was ice cold like a deep freezer
then i had to exercise my grind like i put my hustle on a treadmill
work so you leave up out the jeweler with a blue cross and a blue shield
keep hammers like a tool man, or i keep some lettuce like a garden salad
take shots like ray allen, screaming we the best like i’m dj khaled
she on my nuts like a almond joy, like a first grader she play with toys
i blow cookie like chips ahoy, ya’ll played out like soulja boy
posted up at the citgo, i was selling nickles tryna get hunnids
grinding hard in the blazing sun, i beat the heat like tim duncan
shut up b*tch, i’m on a business call, posted up like i’m pau gasol
ambition like the mega millions, but i play with numbers like the power ball
[outro]

ya’ll already know what it is. liveraw gold bottle team. i’m just a young n*gga growing up, tryna get it. shout out to the team, you already know what it is, this chapter 1 n*gga

- ishaan the rit god

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