Young Thug - Rip lyrics
[Intro:] This one's for the beautiful people, all the beautiful people Shout out to DeAnna, RIP to Beanie man What the f**? Free Unfunk, free Dulu, free Zukrew Swamp tell these folk man, can't do nothin' wit me I promise you Free Unfunk, RIP to Beenie man, what's up big bro, I love you n***a I'm grown, I'm gettin' money now n***a How you doin' up Shouts out to all my n***as Lil Zuk keep goin', know you goin' to the top now Big Duck I love you, I love you, I love you [Verse 1:] My brother just got life in 10 It got me hatin' all the n***as that got out the pen And that's a sin but he ain't gettin' out the pen So I don't give a damn, I don't give a damn What you talkin' bout? I take your lungs out At your mom's house, on your mom's couch Cause I'm from the south and you're not from the south And the funeral homes? It's my fun house Now I'm k**in' myself cause I didn't get help I got my mind right and started remakin' myself So I dreamed of gettin' k**ed, now I'm fakin' myself Now I be movin' extra slow, like I'm makin' myself [Interlude:] (It's all on me) Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea I love you, RIP to Trey man I love my Rock family, no h*mo I love Jones Bridge south, no h*mo I love all my fans, no h*mo Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea [Verse 2:] Your folk and your folk and RIP to Beenie Sippin' on this mud got me leanin' I'm thinking like I'm dreamin' Sell dope, it's the only way we eatin' So, therefore we keep them fiendin' And the pots what we keep on steamin' And RIP to Man and RIP to Tre Free my n***a Qua, free Lil T Jay Don't worry 'bout what they say, n***a you'll come home one day And I'm up but my partner got bricks put up for me And I lost three people in three years But to Big Duck it feels like seconds Shouts out to 9-11, but I'm a Blood, shouts out to five Record tell me eat you alive And the Rock crew may eat you alive And Jones Bridge South may leave you tied, no jive [Interlude 2:] RIP to Beenie, free Ripman, free Edgar, Free Unfunk, free Dulu, Free Zukrew If you lost somebody close n***a, you a street n***a, n***a I know how it feel, this verse right here for ya'll, ya dig? [Verse 3:] Let's go to Pool Creek, RIP Damian Weezy Jones Bridge south, rest in peace O's and Neezy Let's go to Cleveland Lil Tre and Lil Man, let's go to Four Seasons, Lil Chug and Nana Let's hit the west side, Lil Roody and Duke Boulevard, McCannons Ville, Cheese and Nunny Summerhill back to the north Lil Nick and Quez, let's go to boulevard ave, free all the feds I will leave you dead, put some on your head Have your mama scared, have your family scared Put yo' a** to bed, and this one bout the dead So I'mma ride this b**h like a bike with pegs [Outro:] To all my n***as dead and gone Go back home, got me in the zone all week It's all on me, it's all on me, it's all on me Gotta keep my head up strong cause life goes on Do my mission here it's complete It's all on me, it's all on me, it's all on me