Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song #RipDre #DaJuvieWay!, artist - Autumn!. Date of issue: 04.03.2019
Song language: English
#RipDre #DaJuvieWay! |
| Ain’t goin' out sad, these niggas be plottin' |
| Gotta watch your back 'cause these niggas be watchin' |
| Never lack, I gotta keep a strap, it’s no option |
| I stay on edge, yeah, I gotta be cautious |
| If you run up, I’m uppin' that stick, it’s no boxin' |
| I’m smokin' gas, yeah, this shit got me coughin' |
| Sippin' DJ Phat, yeah, this shit got me nauseous |
| They just took bro, got that shit in my conscious |
| He was kickin' shit, gettin' called in the office |
| Never had shit, so the street was his option |
| He was trappin' hard, nigga said, «Fuck a clock-in» |
| Got a million niggas with me, watch how you talkin' |
| Got a hundred killers with me, watch where you walkin' |
| Bitch, we lookin' for you, better move with some caution |
| I hate my city, gotta move, it’s no option |
| Niggas be killin' they niggas and we still confused on the problem (Yeah) |
| That’s why I’m strapped, if I ain’t gotta use it then cool, it’s no problem |
| You never know who out to get ya, you never know who want a problem |
| Last year he got shot nine times, got killed the same place he was at |
| Not finna lie, ain’t know him like that |
| But if I was there, I would’ve shot back |
| Sad part is you just got home |
| Fresh, oh yeah, you just got back |
| Why they had to do bro like that? |
| Probably was headed on a right path |
| Me and uncle was just linkin' up |
| Fucked my head up, had to shake back |
| Man, I pray when Bug come home, nobody try to do him like that |
| That’s why I say, «Love you», before it’s too late |
| That shit tatted on me, yeah, no cap (Yeah, yeah) |
| Ain’t goin' out sad, these niggas be plottin' |
| Gotta watch your back 'cause these niggas be watchin' |
| Never lack, I gotta keep a strap, it’s no option |
| I stay on edge, yeah, I gotta be cautious |
| If you run up, I’m uppin' that stick, it’s no boxin' |
| I’m smokin' gas, yeah, this shit got me coughin' |
| Sippin' DJ Phat, yeah, this shit got me nauseous |
| They just took bro, got that shit in my conscious |
| He was kickin' shit, gettin' called in the office |
| Never had shit, so the street was his option |
| He was trappin' hard, nigga said, «Fuck a clock-in» |
| Got a million niggas with me, watch how you talkin' |
| Got a hundred killers with me, watch where you walkin' |
| Bitch, we lookin' for you, better move with some caution |
| That’s why I say, «Love you», before it’s too late |
| That shit tatted on me, yeah, no cap (Yeah, yeah) |
| Ain’t goin' out sad, these niggas be plottin' |
| Gotta watch your back 'cause these niggas be watchin' |
| Never lack, I gotta keep a strap, it’s no option |
| I stay on edge, yeah, I gotta be cautious |
| If you run up, I’m uppin' that stick, it’s no boxin' |
| I’m smokin' gas, yeah, this shit got me coughin' |
| Sippin' DJ Phat, yeah, this shit got me nauseous |
| They just took bro, got that- |