Young Roddy - The Return of Kyle Watson lyrics

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Young Roddy - The Return of Kyle Watson lyrics

[Hook] I still shoot spalding, that's my first love And its motherf** the judge, gave my n***a the dub I know a few n***as got rich by selling d** Jack a lame n***a, tell him get it in blood And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden It's rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother My man k**a Kev he'll k** for nothing [Verse 1: Young Roddy] b**h so bad you can look but don't stare And here's another hit from me and my n***a Blair I'm moving on up without no stairs I wonder where would I be without my scale They say them real n***as dead or in jail Had a pocket full of dead prez running from twelve I ask my dog is there a heaven or a hell They said I think too much, but they ain't thinking enough I tried to sell a little weed but I was blazin' it up But that was back when my mans had to pee in a cup I think my first girl left cuz I wasn't making enough My older cousin used to fight me but that made me tough [Hook] I still shoot spalding, that's my first love And its motherf** the judge, gave my n***a the dub I know a few n***as got rich by selling d** Jack a lame n***a, tell him get it in blood And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden It's rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother My man k**a Kev he'll k** for nothing [Verse 2: Young Roddy] This time I'm going for the gusto, it's all or nothing It's hot down south, but I still be cooling I'd probably play Kyle Watson if my life was a movie And even in the drought I was trapping, keeping it moving No exaggeration, they told me don't rush greatness f** chasing b**hes I'd rather chase that paper I'm top five dead or alive no debatin' I'm tryna stay sane, this world will drive you crazy I'm a good kid, but got a long list of haters And 365 everyday payday Empty a whole clip for n***a AJ Yea I paint pictures like that n***a JJ I got them young n***as grinding like that n***a Ray Ray Like OG Bobby Johnson, them n***as ain't playing Yea I used to be that n***a selling nickel bags It's us against the world, just me and my lady There's no days off yea I hustle daily But my b**h so bad you can look but don't stare And here's another hit from me and my n***a Blair [Hook(Outro)] I still shoot spalding, that's my first love And its motherf** the judge, gave my n***a the dub I know a few n***as got rich by selling d** Jack a lame n***a, tell him get it in blood And now these hoes want to be down all of a sudden It's rush hour when I work, but I ask my brother My man k**a Kev he'll for nothing

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