ACIDRAIN ft. 44Ricko Lyrics

Everybody talking

I ain't worried bout the hate

That's cuz all my

Diamonds Is up me like a lake

They can call it trash

I know they do not relate

How could could be trippin

When my homie got a case

They gon' get to slide

Shit is looking like a race

Ricko in the cut

I said shoutout to the bass

Knife up on my hip

Keep a blade just in case

I still dont remember

When the bullets hit his face

I done

Seen this shit

Go a thousand different ways

Shoutout to the mafia

They will not be replaced

Gotta be like gotti

When I up it finna rake

I could never see

Another way I could erase

Demons in my heart

Wanna give out all my hate

Put it on the mic

In the music I create

Everybody hearing

All the energy I laced

Fucking with the Kaso

Is a rookie ass mistake

They could never take it

Talking gun up by my bed

Fake it till they make

But I'm doing this instead

Everyone is acting

Like they don't know what I said

If you need it dotted

I said shoutout to the dead

Shoutout to the dead

Then I flex, say amen

Diamonds on my body

But they do not understand

I could get the hate

Cuz I do this for my fam

This ain't for the boys

Homie this is for the man

Whenever I drop a song

I'm cataloging bands

You would only get that

If you working for yo fans

Puffing on some supersonic

Up until I land

Everybody hating

But this shit in high demand

Throw me on the stage for 20 minutes

I'll go apeshit

Cutthroat be thy mafia

But I gave this a facelift

Why is everybody

That that be rapping always basic

Shoutout to the gods

They know they cannot erase this

Why they even writing

When they know they never say shit

How yo boyfriend rapping

When he ain't up on a playlist

He ain't even underground

So why he say he A list

I cannot respect him

He do not know what his place is

They think that I'm gambit

I been throwing out my aces

Police on my ass but

I will not make a statement

Eyes real low

Got me looking like a Asian

Why the even hating

They know that imma raven

Eyes real low

I ain't gonna be no racist

Kill a couple beats

No I catch a couple cases

I can't even google him

I know he feeling faceless

I don't hate on anyone

But trash is what his case is

Fucking with the click

I know that we feeling dangerous

Feeling like gorillas

Other words, there ain't no taming us

I don't want no angel dust

They fuck us, then playing us

I ain't even tripping

Imma show him all the hate in us

Why they always hating us

Feeling like some aliens

Never been a sapien

Shoutout to young mayo

Know the Homie finna aim and bust

Ain't nobody raising us

On our own enabled us

Rap is what been making us