ricky fontaine Lyrics

Them battle scars

Ain't nothing but a

Testament to your faith

Brodie told me some

Shit other day hit me

Like a stray

Remember staying in the P's

Fiends hitting the base

Lacking like everything sweet

Get hit in ya face

Had to stay up out

The mix focused

Getting the cake

Had to stay up on my

Shit 'cause its

Work what it take

Shouldn't have to ask a nigga

If he real or he fake

Wtf I look like letting

This shit slide

I'm back in this bitch

So rap cant die

Ion take non personal

Life ain't kind

Its a new world order shit

All by design

Know the ways of the world

Shit all intertwined

Know the ways of the world

I get high all the time

Which way do we go think

Of it all the time

Uh Yeah

Ricky Fontaine

On some pretty ricky shit

I got the G unit with me

Old 50 shit

We keep plenty smoke wit em

Roll plenty spliffs

He keep the mac inna pocket

Might off em