Mousa - R.I.P. lyrics

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Mousa - R.I.P. lyrics

[Intro] Yo n***a, you know sometimes you can lose sh**, get sh** back You know like hustlin', bounce right back Get right back up on 'em n***as But in this thing we call life homie, it ain't no 2 strikes, 2 chance You got one shot at it, so you know what I do with it n***a I ball 'till I fall, stun 'till I die, one hundred [Hook] Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy Rest in peace to my cuz, money was the love Disrespect me b**hes its murder up in bloods Rest in peace to my homies in the pen Ain't comin' home and they know they can't win My homie momma died he was 5 Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive Blocc was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now Blowin' on that gonja lil' n***a had to have it huh Full of that aroma, gun alone taught 'em the corner n***a life in the streets homie up in the mornin' See we G's f**in' with these flees Work in they house and you know we got to eat Youngster wanna be, a gangster like me I let 'em all see so they know how it be Streets is a motherf**in' game of life Playin' the hard part of it is livin' it twice Fresh with the money now, cruisin' in the Lambo Time to change dpe, but n***as still the same though b**hes with the murder, murder with the b**hes Homies in my hood n***a trippin' bout they riches [Hook] See my homie caught life, couldn't do it twice He hear a court order on the street that night Nobody trippin' but the hood be flippin' On the laws, f** 'em out they jaws f** 'em in they cars You know my hood, we don't spare nothin' blood You know my streets n***a f**ed up in the mud You know the cost when you playin' with the boss Your life is lost when your playin' with boss We in the club, showin' some hoes love n***a want trip but I keep his ho hugged He k**ed my homie n***a but he didn't k** his family though I'ma real n***a so I'm ridin' for his family ho Got to get the cheese flippin' these B's f**in' with these hoes, burn a few G's Playin' the game right while up in these buildings Tryin' to be the next billion [Hook] So I roll with my heater, ridin' with my heater Never leave my b**h, call her millimeter Cruise with my ho, on the road with my ho n***a hustle with my ho, n***a f** with my ho Never leave my b**h she hard core rich Purely white top n***a, ain't hit quick 16 n***a better yet banana clip Gotta brother names chopper n***a break down bricks 45 snub met his whole blood 2, 2, 6 n***a that uptown plug Flippin' through the curb, gave the homie word Penitentiary chance when f**in' with them birds Back to my block though, millions won't stop ho From the bottom to the top with this cash flow I'm in my caddy b**h, livin' lavish b**h Livin' with the homie n***a quick to grab my sh** [Hook]

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