In Case They Come
And it was so
Aye aye aye let me hurry up 'fore the come get me
Uh, RDE
It's the heart of me
And it's bigger than I ever thought it'd be
God, devil, and the money calling me
Temptations temptations, oh Lord
See we had a vision, then we executed
Yeah we plan it (planet) out like astronomy (uh)
Need white money, good economy (uh)
Need nice money like the lottery
But I need my whole family proud of me
And I know my whole city proud of me
With all this drip and finesse, Bruno, Cardi b (splash)
Had to study the game I'm a smarter me (splash)
I done been through the mud no one hard as me
Ima stunt my ass off, no more modesty
Boy what you thought it be?
Okay let's get it right (uh)
Travel like I cant get my pivot right
N*gga store weed like gigabytes
No more lean mixed in the sprite
These n*ggas sweeter than Cinnabon Cinnabites
In the IE, I been the guy
I do it big, y'all minimize
Work all day like 10 to 9
Riding 'round with this little friend of mine
South Fontana the new district 9
So don't play us
RDE better than the majors
Shit too easy like layup
My circle small like A cups
I don't waste time, Marc Jacobs
Lil baby good with the make up
Come ride a n*gga like Jamaicans
I'm good with this paper
I'm trying get my cake up
My chain water like where them dolphins be
My bass be thumping across the street
When you think of a god, know you thought of me
I be smirking at a n*ggas who dogging me
Like, boy I'll put your ass where them coffins be
I'm throwing them bows hoe get off of me
And after I stop talking to you
Don't you ever tell people you talked to me
Hoe what's a win for you is a loss for me
I don't trust a soul, no double crossing me
I'm in a different lane I'm doing different speeds
N*gga balling like I'm in a different league
N*gga move with hundreds like a centipede
I'll fight the law 'til all my n*ggas free
I pity fools, Mr. T
I killed the whole rap game no sympathy, damn
RDE rain dance RDE rain dance
I cash a check do the rain dance
I beat a n*gga like brain damage
Lil hoes mad cause they can't have me
Crown out of reach, so they can't grab it
Vikings won the game but the Saints had it
Make it disappear but it ain't magic
Trump think mass shootings ain't tragic
Government ain't been hearing us
Slaves locked up in Libya
Chem Trails shit in the air be killing us, damn
Before they come I'll leave a legacy
Watch for the hate and the jealousy
Get me a 9 like pregnancy
In case they come around testing me, ugh
The government come for the n*ggas that know too much boy so be care.
Aye aye aye let me hurry up 'fore the come get me
Uh, RDE
It's the heart of me
And it's bigger than I ever thought it'd be
God, devil, and the money calling me
Temptations temptations, oh Lord
See we had a vision, then we executed
Yeah we plan it (planet) out like astronomy (uh)
Need white money, good economy (uh)
Need nice money like the lottery
But I need my whole family proud of me
And I know my whole city proud of me
With all this drip and finesse, Bruno, Cardi b (splash)
Had to study the game I'm a smarter me (splash)
I done been through the mud no one hard as me
Ima stunt my ass off, no more modesty
Boy what you thought it be?
Okay let's get it right (uh)
Travel like I cant get my pivot right
N*gga store weed like gigabytes
No more lean mixed in the sprite
These n*ggas sweeter than Cinnabon Cinnabites
In the IE, I been the guy
I do it big, y'all minimize
Work all day like 10 to 9
Riding 'round with this little friend of mine
South Fontana the new district 9
So don't play us
RDE better than the majors
Shit too easy like layup
My circle small like A cups
I don't waste time, Marc Jacobs
Lil baby good with the make up
Come ride a n*gga like Jamaicans
I'm good with this paper
I'm trying get my cake up
My chain water like where them dolphins be
My bass be thumping across the street
When you think of a god, know you thought of me
I be smirking at a n*ggas who dogging me
Like, boy I'll put your ass where them coffins be
I'm throwing them bows hoe get off of me
And after I stop talking to you
Don't you ever tell people you talked to me
Hoe what's a win for you is a loss for me
I don't trust a soul, no double crossing me
I'm in a different lane I'm doing different speeds
N*gga balling like I'm in a different league
N*gga move with hundreds like a centipede
I'll fight the law 'til all my n*ggas free
I pity fools, Mr. T
I killed the whole rap game no sympathy, damn
RDE rain dance RDE rain dance
I cash a check do the rain dance
I beat a n*gga like brain damage
Lil hoes mad cause they can't have me
Crown out of reach, so they can't grab it
Vikings won the game but the Saints had it
Make it disappear but it ain't magic
Trump think mass shootings ain't tragic
Government ain't been hearing us
Slaves locked up in Libya
Chem Trails shit in the air be killing us, damn
Before they come I'll leave a legacy
Watch for the hate and the jealousy
Get me a 9 like pregnancy
In case they come around testing me, ugh
The government come for the n*ggas that know too much boy so be care.
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Writer(s): Troy Ivery
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