This that 23 mix
I been ballin' all summer
Coming back with the sixth
Pinky ring on my finger
Cost me more than a brick
And I got 99 problems
They all think I'm legit
Gotta .45 rocket
Blastin straight off the clip
If you ever catch me lackin'
Well I hope you can swim
It's so many niggas out here
Who are dope with pen
But I got that crack pipe
One hit too intense
Pass the Cavasia
We celebratin'
Rdfrd made it back to the stu
Now he creatin
I'm about to count this cheese
Even this bacon
If a nigga got a problem with me
Recalibrate em
Tell me would you give a dollar
To a nigga who could use it
If you really need it more?
Or could you rob a nigga
For his bread and his water
Just to give it all up to the poor?
The morals of this life are gettin' deeper by the night
I pray to Lord God that I get my soul right
Cuz at the end of the day when the fire's so bright
And the sounds of them trumpets open up a new plight
Roll it
Roll a spliff
Made it another day
You can count that as a gift
Heavenly intuition
Tellin me you full of shit
Niggas be tryna play
But in this game nobody win
Nigga
Rdfrd - Lord God Lyrics
Rdfrd - Lord God Lyrics
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This that 23 mix
I been ballin' all summer
Coming back with the sixth
Pinky ring on my finger
Cost me more than a brick
And I got 99 problems
They all think I'm legit
Gotta .45 rocket
Blastin straight off the clip
If you ever catch me lackin'
Well I hope you can swim
It's so many niggas out here
Who are dope with pen
But I got that crack pipe
One hit too intense
Pass the Cavasia
We celebratin'
Rdfrd made it back to the stu
Now he creatin
I'm about to count this cheese
Even this bacon
If a nigga got a problem with me
Recalibrate em
Tell me would you give a dollar
To a nigga who could use it
If you really need it more?
Or could you rob a nigga
For his bread and his water
Just to give it all up to the poor?
The morals of this life are gettin' deeper by the night
I pray to Lord God that I get my soul right
Cuz at the end of the day when the fire's so bright
And the sounds of them trumpets open up a new plight
Roll it
Roll a spliff
Made it another day
You can count that as a gift
Heavenly intuition
Tellin me you full of shit
Niggas be tryna play
But in this game nobody win
Nigga
I been ballin' all summer
Coming back with the sixth
Pinky ring on my finger
Cost me more than a brick
And I got 99 problems
They all think I'm legit
Gotta .45 rocket
Blastin straight off the clip
If you ever catch me lackin'
Well I hope you can swim
It's so many niggas out here
Who are dope with pen
But I got that crack pipe
One hit too intense
Pass the Cavasia
We celebratin'
Rdfrd made it back to the stu
Now he creatin
I'm about to count this cheese
Even this bacon
If a nigga got a problem with me
Recalibrate em
Tell me would you give a dollar
To a nigga who could use it
If you really need it more?
Or could you rob a nigga
For his bread and his water
Just to give it all up to the poor?
The morals of this life are gettin' deeper by the night
I pray to Lord God that I get my soul right
Cuz at the end of the day when the fire's so bright
And the sounds of them trumpets open up a new plight
Roll it
Roll a spliff
Made it another day
You can count that as a gift
Heavenly intuition
Tellin me you full of shit
Niggas be tryna play
But in this game nobody win
Nigga
Writer: Malik Radford
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