John River - BLVD lyrics

[Intro] Boule- Boulevard Boule- Boulevard Boulevard Boulevard 2-2-5-1 burn up though, my n***a I got you [Verse 1] Look "Get home safe", that's what the feds say Only real n***as, no dead weight Ain't got no punchlines Ain't got no segues n***a R.I.P. Redway I am but a man I don't understand I know this in your plan, you took him by your hand but I would say a n***a's understated Look the reverend in the face and tell him "God is overrated" Like, don't you know he got a family Don't you know he got a mother Some of y'all lost a friend I just lost a f**ing brother He was finally hitting his stride, at his best In an industry full of fakes, that's the last real n***a left And you took him, now he gone No, he never coming home No, he never coming back, put it in the wrap Put it in the racks [Hook] Boule- Boulevard Boule- Boule- Boulevard Boulevard Boule- Boulevard R.I.P [Verse 2] Okay Our fire was fire we played Insane how your frame could be jaded Pain ain't fading away Life could change in a day Mike was making his cake Flighting the greatness of faith for all the 'Sauga n***as You was lighting and paving the way In this shroud of darkness Loyola rich to Clarkson Comforted me when I was disheartened You said "Young John River, n***a, you are just starting Mississauga n***as, and we double parking in this b**h" Now you're dead, I can't believe it's true When the last thing you said was "n***a, I believe in you" I spoke to your brother, he cried tears of sadness First six hours, I cried tears of madness All the IG photos n***as want to throw up But when you had to show Nobody want to show up We do more for the dead Than we do when they're alive You never had the gas My n***as always had to drive Toyota Corolla or the Nissan Tried to put me on [?] Sanders n***as Flanders n***as, Ned Coming for your breath 'Sauga City n***as and we're coming for your f**ing head Boxcut her f**ing dreads Headknock her f**ing chest I always going hard I'm going hard and now my n***a dead My n***a Red [Bridge] So go and get the tissues I won't lie, me and Wondagurl miss you [?] f**ing miss you Tony f**ing miss you Tyler Ennis f**ing miss you Dukey Dukes miss you Your momma f**ing miss you The whole block miss you I read the f**ing news, the whole city f**ing miss you I promise Imma get it I promise I'm the one I promise that I'm next, and Imma get the funds And when I f**ing get it Imma tell them till I'm done You know the ones You know the ones You know the ones You know the ones Boule- Boule- Boule- You know the ones Aye, you know the ones Boule- Boule- Boule- Boule- Boule- Boule- Boule- Boulevard [Hook]