Intro

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Intro

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[Intro] Find in Lauderdale Lakes, a man making a devastating discovery inside his home His stepson, shot and killed Ayy, um, keep the beat playin', JayO (Ayy, ayy, keep the beat playin', JayO) Ayy, good luck Rahn (Jeff, that stepfather is now back inside the family's home with detectives) They don't even tell me good luck no more (Trying to figure out who they can trace to this murder) Fuck them pussy ass niggas (Well, good luck Rahn) [Chorus] I know when I make it out, they gon' say I changed Fuck that wedding ring, I'm tryna bust down Cuban links This shit movin' too fast, I'll be gone beforе you blink I'm blowin' up, can't move how I used to move, I gotta think Anything to takе this pain away, cough syrup in my drink I'm forever in love with you, everything you do, I know they can't You can't name another nigga hotter than Lil' Heem in our way I ain't friendly, I don't wanna do no feature, bitch, I'm straight [Verse] Momma, look at your boy, he blowin' up for real They said I wouldn't be shit, now that young nigga worth a couple mill' Labels keep callin', I know they waitin' on me to sign the deal Tell them crackers, I say, "Fuck 'em," 'cause I'm signed to the streets for real Yeah, gotta make sure my bag right Bad bitch, I could brag right Diamonds shine, Ion't need no light Fuck ya, I ain't gotta be polite City to city, flight to flight Four Tahoe's, bike to bike If it's up there, then it's stuck there right We don't talk, it's on sight Nigga know if he play 'round with Lil' Heem, it's gon' be murder (Murder) She wrote, gotta make sure I be consistent, gotta stay afloat Made a promise, when I make that money, I ain't goin' back broke Do this shit for the young niggas, gotta give 'em some hope Do this shit for the young niggas, trappin', sellin' that dope Yeah, they know I'm the man now, they know I ain't playin' now, for real [Chorus] I know when I make it out, they gon' say I changed Fuck that wedding ring, I'm tryna bust down Cuban links This shit movin' too fast, I'll be gone before you blink I'm blowin' up, can't move how I used to move, I gotta think Anything to take this pain away, cough syrup in my drink I'm forever in love with you, everything you do, I know they can't You can't name another nigga hotter than Lil' Heem in our way I ain't friendly, I don't wanna do no feature, bitch, I'm straight [Outro] I ain't friendly, I don't wanna do no feature, bitch, I'm straight Don't wanna do no feature, bitch, I'm straight Hell yeah Nigga used to be out there, you feel me? Sendin' you fuck niggas my shit, ain't none nigga wanna do a feature with a nigga and shit You know what I'm sayin'? I came a long way, I'm the man now Hah, niggas gotta tap in for real now Yeah And he on that, yeah, he back on that slime shit That youngin back on that slime shit And that youngin back on that slime shit Slatt, slatt You know what the fuck goin' on Got No Limit in this bitch with me (The mother was the last one to see him alive when she left for work Monday morning) Yeah, woah The teen boy's mother ran to her home Monday afternoon (Neighbors close to the family tell 7—) Collapsing in tears in the front yard Sheriff's deputies just told the mom her son had been killed The morning after neighbors say an eighteen-year-old boy was found shot dead in his family's bathroom Crime scene investigators were intensely combing through the home to figure out who killed Steven Rutty and why

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  • FCG Heem