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rank & reap - kilo ruin lyrics

[intro]
yeah, look, look
kilo ruin, streets taught me, i don’t play soft

[verse]
i’m grindin’ on money, stackin’ that sh*t like a tower, no slack
n*gga, that b*tch with me, you claim her? i’m hittin’ that back*to*back
i don’t touch pills, remember my demons, i keep tryna fight the relapse
was in l.a., lowkey, n0body peeped, f*ckin’ my cameo, keep it exact
feelin’ like sosa, eyes heavy, lean hittin’, let ‘em provide that act
we slide slow, but deadly, put work in, all these rap n*ggas get clapped
thots get loud with they mouth, i’m ready to smack, can’t trust a b*tch’s act
shoot first, questions later, eyes gone, that’s the reality of that trap
fifty on a bad day, trench made me, i came up the hard way
outside hangin’ in alleys, didn’t care if my pops had somethin’ to say
he locked up, had to talk through the line, sh*t led to a f*cked*up case
life on the edge, had to hustle, no handouts, move fast in the maze
outside on the block, glock fmj, money all day, f*ck cash play
they look up to me, i’m the model, school behind me, i took the math way
deleted emotions too young, heart cold, ended that bad way
flames fl!cker, pastor preach, we still sinnin’ every d*mn day
r.i.p. to the lost, funeral vibes, nightmares on their birthday
green in my pocket, 365, earth day shake, start tremors, quake
run the streets like a board game, he won’t step, know the turf stake
i don’t listen to many, mind sharp, myself only, clear on the way durk say
dead talkin’, dead walkin’, he*rs* ready, might end up in the dirt stay
tryna let a b*tch breathe, she gon’ twerk, give her sp*ce, no play
ain’t regrettin’ sh*t, they forget how i slide with a smirk face
street n*gga, built the rank, everyone know go, city respect
money and say*so, i command, reap out the city, direct
gassed up, diss us, he gone next day, perfect k!ll, correct
had numbers on deck, you want real, i keep it offline, no internet
crazy, beef with clout chasers, they snitch online, i can’t let it
daylight jumpouts, straps cl!ck, k!ll ops if they play, no quit
strike mode, blw missin’, first n*gga down, “how you know?” i’m with it
witnesses quiet, can’t speak, dumb as f*ck, plea ain’t legit
too many ops, switch blocks, i chill, gotta watch every threat
ankle on lock, still in the field, they smart, they sense it
k!ll every opp, rat homie? drop him quick, 88 don’t tolerate snitchin’

- kilo ruin lyrics

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