
R3V3NG3 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
It's him! He's alive
Trio
Ay
Yah
Guess things
Just change
I'm in the coupe now, bitch making plays
Money doubled then it tripled, now it rains
I don't hold no fucking grudge, I get revenge
I'm a big step, drip on these lames
See me coming up, they don't know I'm insane
I'm seeing demons from the past in my brain
Lot of trauma, bitch, I had to deal with pain
Hold the Glocky and I put it to my brain
Might pull the trigger, this time, issa game
Love life, hate life, it's strange
Can't seem to make up my mind, this shit lame
I'm smoking blunts but lately I don't feel a thing
I got tolerant to drugs that I take
Trio make the money back everyday
Don't put no money in no bank or no safe
I'm reinvesting in the fucking blockchain
They see me stepping, always on my shoe gang
All I really want is love but they hate
I press the pedal to the floor till it break
I'm going fast, bitch, fuck what they say
I'm taking risks so I'ma have to charge for weight
Getting pounds, I'm the plug, not no fake
You can see the way I'm balling in my face
Just left the club with the ones that I came with
If you not talking money, drama then you ain't shit
I told my mama I'ma come up on some ace shit
But now I'm rolling with some stunters on some gang shit
We sparking fire like I'm rolling with some cavemen
She got down on her knees like she was saying amen
If he want problems, I can put him in the pavement
Or we can cut him up and put him in the basement
She looked at me and said, why you ain't got no patience
I told her, bitch, I got no time, I'm on a day shift
24-7 rolling while I lane switch
They be saying, why you rapping about the same shit
I told her, "bitch, I'm getting money, watch it shape shift"
And now I'm stacking up the profit, fuck a placement
Been rolling around the city looking for a David
He owe me money so I pull up for the payment
Fuck that talking bitch, we walking, fuck you talking bout?
He got a plan, I told my partner to go jot it out
He want the beef, I'm finna eat so we can solve it all
I got the lean up in the seat, I'm geeking off the wall
Ace
Guess things, just change
I'm in the coupe now, bitch, making plays
Money doubled, then it tripled, now it rains
I don't hold no fucking grudge, I get revenge
I just posted on the beachside, nigga, with some eastside niggas
They some killers, we ain't throwing up no peace signs
I'm in the studio with Ace and we stomping on your face
I got a badass little shawty, I wanna give that hoe a thing
Come back to my place, I wanna grip all on your waist
Take you up to outer space, dipping off inside a wraith
Got a baddie off the coke, put that shit all in her nose
Put my dick all in her throat, while I'm chilling with my bros
Pass the blunt to skimp, she gon' leave your body limp
We gon' break your fucking ribs, you keep talking out your lip
With my nigga trio, shoot you through the P-hole
Leave your body in the river, you a fucking zero
Talking all that bullshit, niggas do it all the time
They say they getting paper, but the numbers don't lie
You ain't got a cap, nigga, get it out the mud
Can't compare to me, my life is a dub
I've Always been low-key with it
They never knew that I was serving rounds
I cant say that now, cause I don't wanna go back to the pound
I got a job, got a bitch, got rich and settled down
Uh-uh, yeah, yeah, now I'm just pimpin
Skimp, fucked your bitch, and I call that shit skimpin
Always been a wild child, always been a vixen
Me, my bitch, and your bitch, we all kissin
(Mwah, mwah)
Can't hate the player, I'm the product of my environment
I think being a rapper the only job I couldn't get fired at
I got fired three days ago, and ain't been hired since
So if this song blows up, then I might go into retirement
Uh, yeah, bad bitch is the requirement
I'm making it rain, and my wrist ain't even get tired yet
Yeah, yeah, get tired yet
Guess things
Just change
I'm in the coupe now, bitch making plays
Money doubled then it tripled, now it rains
I don't hold no fucking grudge, I get revenge
I'ma run it up, got another check comin
I'ma get it no prob, cause I be up to sumthin
And you always bluffin
Damn, if that ain't mad assumption', then it's always nothin
Why you always frontin' and you ain't bout onions
It's whatever I feel, tell me what the deal
Got me feelin' clever, tell me what, be real
Run around, now I'ma sprint it quick and go and get the stilt
No undermining, I'm just Walter ' while I run in hills
Gettin' chills, and I'm not so into tossin' poppin' pills
Rather pop a seal, THC, it really got me still
Melancholy hill, I don't pop no Molly
Yet I'm up and I got time to kill
Schroomies, lift me up right from my cup, no, I'm not tryna chill
Cooler than magnolia with the flowers, but not daffodil
Yellow petals with my ripples, bring that treble, keep it real
Say one wrong word to the right person and you might end up killed
Rollin' with it on me, watch yourself before you in that field
Watch yourself before you be up in that field
Know what I'm tryna say, and I ain't tryna really end up killed
I don't wanna hear what you be sayin' if you're not hear
Ayy
You can just cut that