K-Fix - R.I.P lyrics

(Instrumental)(When in () it may not be 100% Accurate!) [Hook] R-I-P When they play the beat I'm guaranteed to R-I-P If you f**ing with my Gs I make you R-I-P f**ing with the family is guaranteed you R-I-P (Had to get up with a n***a wonder will the lord forgive me.) [Verse:1 K-fix] (Fix n***aa) Ride on the blade High off the haze Blowing the k**er kush got my mind in a daze Moving through the city smoking the finest of the state If I don't get my swisher full of pine When i ride through the hay Druggin and I'm thuggin steady puffin till I'm bussin While im whipping in my bucket and my triggers go "what happened?" They slam and they gotta grab me 'bout to smoke up the fam I'm on a mission i'm a grind till i'm lying in my grave Makin a k**in so it's a given a n***a smokin, k** Feelin like a militant tool strapped with them choppers on the real Whippin the caddy with the vertical grin, I'm on the pill But never the less I'm givin the best cause I'm hustlin that's what it is When my mind on my meal, meals on my mind I been poppin prolly since 6:30 but I'm still on the grind Whippin the wheel, I recline The bottled planet finna crack the sickness cerebellum, man it's filled up with pine I be with the n***a ish who be f**in startin paper chase I'm tryna eat em till its table scrapes, stay the f** away from things that hate us I will never let them make a record n***a load the clip and chop em up just like I'm stabbin steak I'm tryna make a way to eat until I'm all stuffed Choppin I got this sh** from sell for n***as gettin sober Go and have cold cuts 'Posed to run up with him now they posted on that sixty shot and not the kind you both tug Roll up, tag the toe, smokin the ganja and I'm making the sum, gimme the goodie I'm breaking it up and I'm finna say go when I'm takin a puff, gimme the bridge and you making it up, coming and choppin, I'm co*kin the automatic toys just because you boys want to play with us Put me on the track, I'm a savage, I'm causing damage, all I really need is some medicali cause I'm an addict Gotta have it, finna get rich on mentality that's automatic Causin havoc when I come around, that sh** where the underground [Hook x 2] R-I-P When they play the beat I'm guaranteed to R-I-P If you f**ing with my Gs I make you R-I-P f**ing with the family is guaranteed you R-I-P (Had to get up with a n***a wonder will the lord forgive me.) [Verse 2: K-fix] I'm at the point of no return I can't even turn on my stereo when I'm hearin the sh** that make me wanna shoot it with a weapon I'm aggravated and furious Everything I been hearing is Imitations and n***as who rappin bout what they're selling And guaranteed the majority be traiton on rags Talkin about the crap on poverty and makin it on racks Say they keeping it One Hunnid but never statin no facts f** it, even though I never left, my n***a, I'm back It's the n***a night fix When they play the instrumental it's guaranteed I'm finna rip it like it ain't sh** Runnin up on me, n***as a goner, burn him like a blank disc Ready for melody, gonna be bettered, 'fo the yellow tape lift While I'm benevolent, I'm hella sick, the one who straight rips Smokin the cattle, sippin the medicine till I'm straight lit Talkin about the pistol clack, spray no hesitation Finna be co*kin it back and poppin, yeah that's how we rockin Creepin and comin to k** em without any my n***as finna get wet I'm a thug Comin and stompin, they finna get weak, that's the moment I droppin them, blood Fillin em up with the venom, everybody duck, I know somebody better get up Really don't be giving a f**, I'm comin and poppin the clip and makin a buck Leavin n***as disgusted, I figured I'm an adversary Hard to start the ben and jerry, leavin them in the cemetery Done and buried, kinda like my competition, and that sh** is scary Poppin out from memphis I can chop em like the military Plus I got a gun that's big enough to k** an elephant, and ain't nobody f**in with me, get you n***as hella bent I'm devilish, catchin em with the hairnet, no surprise, finna sack em with the flies, then I get rid of the evidence You messin with the fam and now you n***as gotta get it, when a chopper start to spittin, I be choppin em up into pieces Never runnin up outta ammuniton to pop em with, ain't stoppin a g from banging, n***a rest in pieces [Hook x 2] R-I-P When they play the beat I'm guaranteed to R-I-P If you f**ing with my Gs I make you R-I-P f**ing with the family is guaranteed you R-I-P (Had to get up with a n***a wonder will the lord forgive me.)