Riccy Stole My Bike

Lyrics

[Intro] Nigga that go for anything, since a kid I never went for nothing On my soul, you can ask my momma You can ask my grandma I never went for nothin' I never went for no games I never played with these niggas When it was time to go to business, I stood ten toes with the best of 'em, nigga [Verse] Bitch, I break the door off the hinges The trap do numbers whenever Papi get up in it Auntie ran out of pots, told her point me to the blender I got topside dawg on me, baby gotta hit it Auntiе put it in a stim, this that one hitter quitter Hundrеd round drum, bitch, I let dump on you niggas I only rap my real life, I'm not one of you niggas I take this shit to trial 'til every one of us acquitted Fuck the motherfucking feds, I got bodies in my head Doctor try and give me meds, told the nigga give me Percs That's the only shit that work, help me when my feelings hurt I been really doing dirt, I put niggas in the dirt His mom crying out in church Guess your son shouldn't have played He was gangster on the 'gram, he see my gun in his face Go 'head nigga talk that now, super cool, walked 'em down That here go for any nigga who think I'on stand on business, nigga Since a boy, I been that nigga They killed my daddy in my face Every nigga that get walked down, make sure I hit his face Max died in front of me, I feel his blood still on my face Fifth died for his Audi, when I'm in mines, I do the race Put the Tris down, baby, I'm on seventeen strains We pay for hits now, baby, I want seventeen straight He not religious, he gon' play if he get sent up to them gates BK know how to work the stick. therefore I had to demonstrate They know I been that nigga Since a boy, I knew the Reaper I been talkin' to 'em lately He say I'm talkin' kinda' crazy Cause all I wanna see is red, I got demons in my head I really want niggas killed I still get in the field I still jump out the car And I walk my man down, If I don't feel satisfied then I shoot up the damn crowd Give a fuck about a rap deal, still make crack deals Still play the backfield, still'll serve you bad pills Don't try me like a rap nigga I don't really rat niggas My youngins really whack niggas Ask 'bout me, they say I'm that nigga Ricky stole my bike when I was young, I went in the house and cried like a punk My momma said: "If you don't get yo bike back, I beat yo ass" I went outside and beat his ass I got my bike back, too No nigga play with me after that, I plan on keepin' it like that