Riccy Stole My Bike

[Intro]
Nigga that go for anything, since a kid
I never went for nothing
On my soul, you can ask my momma
You can ask my grandma
I never went for nothin'
I never went for no games
I never played with these niggas
When it was time to go to business, I stood ten toes with the best of 'em, nigga

[Verse]
Bitch, I break the door off the hinges
The trap do numbers whenever Papi get up in it
Auntie ran out of pots, told her point me to the blender
I got topside dawg on me, baby gotta hit it
Auntiе put it in a stim, this that one hitter quitter
Hundrеd round drum, bitch, I let dump on you niggas
I only rap my real life, I'm not one of you niggas
I take this shit to trial 'til every one of us acquitted
Fuck the motherfucking feds, I got bodies in my head
Doctor try and give me meds, told the nigga give me Percs
That's the only shit that work, help me when my feelings hurt
I been really doing dirt, I put niggas in the dirt
His mom crying out in church
Guess your son shouldn't have played
He was gangster on the 'gram, he see my gun in his face
Go 'head nigga talk that now, super cool, walked 'em down
That here go for any nigga who think I'on stand on business, nigga
Since a boy, I been that nigga
They killed my daddy in my face
Every nigga that get walked down, make sure I hit his face
Max died in front of me, I feel his blood still on my face
Fifth died for his Audi, when I'm in mines, I do the race
Put the Tris down, baby, I'm on seventeen strains
We pay for hits now, baby, I want seventeen straight
He not religious, he gon' play if he get sent up to them gates
BK know how to work the stick. therefore I had to demonstrate
They know I been that nigga
Since a boy, I knew the Reaper
I been talkin' to 'em lately
He say I'm talkin' kinda' crazy
Cause all I wanna see is red, I got demons in my head
I really want niggas killed
I still get in the field
I still jump out the car
And I walk my man down, If I don't feel satisfied then I shoot up the damn crowd
Give a fuck about a rap deal, still make crack deals
Still play the backfield, still'll serve you bad pills
Don't try me like a rap nigga
I don't really rat niggas
My youngins really whack niggas
Ask 'bout me, they say I'm that nigga
Ricky stole my bike when I was young, I went in the house and cried like a punk
My momma said: "If you don't get yo bike back, I beat yo ass"
I went outside and beat his ass
I got my bike back, too
No nigga play with me after that, I plan on keepin' it like that