Envy

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Ransom - Rap

Envy

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[Verse] Always wondered why niggas envied me Your bitchy attitudes and remarks just never offended me Know your identity before you try to pretend to me In tune with the enemy, so my enemy won't be the end of me Hands on the wheel, I hold them 10 to 3 I'm ridin' filthy, in a sense that's why they'll find me guilty Ridin' shotty is my homie, in the future he'll probably try to kill me But presently that thought I find is silly To my surprise, the thought of my demise is fantasised Amongst niggas who plan to rise You can't trust a friend's a feelin' you can't describe, shit Now I meditate with my heat tucked In a McLaren tryna self medicate with my seats up Demonstrate how these streets tough, just keep up I'm in a space, let me reiterate Never celebrate with ya re-up, dummy You half steppin', pick yo' feet up sonny The last second to the speak up for me, just do the math See who'll laugh when you on top and you finally slip up Why should you keep a nigga down that you finally could lift up? (Why?) Your brother came to you and said, he gon' need him a quick plug You denied him, and then he watched you throw ones in a strip club, damn Hate in his eyes, while you showin' this bitch love 'Cause the money wasted on shorty, he uses to flip drugs I give up, where's all this loyalty? Let switch it You give him the money, he buys the drugs Gets locked and now he needs lawyer fees, damn So before you say all them niggas hatin' (Uh huh) Don't place yourself inside the situation (Smart) Yeah, try to avoid it when the shit is waitin' (Why?) You gave him hell, now come and sit with Satan

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  • Ransom