Freestyle
Man I got bars that you cannot handle
All in the pit and I'm wearing these sandals
Man it's so lit just like I'm a candle
And yes I see a pit go read the book of Daniel
Ex called me up let me know I'm a handful
If she seen me now she might need her a Manuel
Don't get me started i can not cancel
We don't like snitches we done Randle
Off the modula
I'm rocking this puma
Hanging with people that probably gone shoot ya
Get on my level u need a boosta
I am the bomb aiming to nuke ya
I Earned all my stripes with no need for a Ruger I'm slicing and Dicing yea Ricky Kruger
This Girl right beside me Her body on hooters
I get behind scenes and see all the bloopers
I'm not a force to be reckoned with
Not finna act like I'm heaven sent
Look at my life i hate to sin
I know that i do it over again
Cold out there made sure the sink on drip
I was in love so I paid the rent
I tried so hard to be Superman
Who knew the chickens was kryptonite
Guess I'm a pimp tonight
Get outta line you digging yo grave tonight
Thief in the night so I could take your wife
No I'm not that type of guy
But I might be for the night
Bet I barely gotta try
I could've been gave out pipe
Now that I think of it twice
Tell your auntie hit my line
Got me some shoes for the low
Wear them one time then flip them for mo'
I'm not a player no mo'
Still kno the game I feel like a coach
Shout out to all of my folk
Moms dads sisters and bros
Fysh got them optimos if u want smoke
They flipping like channels who got the remote
U see me smile even when I feel broke
I can't take them serious the look like some jokes
They Married to drama feeling eloped
My music been cleaner than shining with soap
No ink on my body that just what I choice
Y'all sleeping on me but still fully clothes
Painting pictures while she painting her toes
Tryna get swept off her feet with this flo
How Am i a sheep but feel like a goat
401k
How bout I change it to 488
Take it and slice it 10 different ways
Then I slice it throw half in a safe
Then I take the other half to the bank
Lyrical bullets you know you was grazed
No spiritual bullets I cannot save
Y'all spend money y'all ain't even made
When will my culture change
Lord
Y'all don't know what I came for
All this fire I'm a flamethrower
I been patient what's the wait for
Bounce back round May fourth
Don't waste my time be straight forward
Pit Crew on the racecourse
Car Note na it's paid for
This the team wouldn't trade for
Naa son I ain't poor
5 videos paid for
Dang G what's the hate for
Y'all ain't grindin' what skateboard
Tryna kick it we don't play sports
Talk to God he the main source
Nothing else I can ask for
Watch me live long and prosper
How u live long and do nada
Truth is hard to bare I'm papa
Man I see clear like vodka
Southern boy we on speak proper
30 bands that's your best offer
Need my pockets looking like whoppers
That's a WHOLE LOTTA LOTTA LOTTA
Baby looking good in that romper
Yea she Dime but her skin is copper
Pretty penny think her dad is now Oscar
But then again she be calling me father
That's a touchy subject I do not bother
I ain't got no sense
I'm Rickydollaz
Dudes from the streets be smarter than scholars
No designer make my family way Prada
I done seen a lot in a short span
Seen my homeboy living in a shed
I done seen my bro with a gun yo his head tryna make some bread
I done seen my other homeboy almost lose a leg
Could've been his life
Cause a sucker scared and he can't fight
Bet the bounce back be so fye
Pull up to Walmart and parking lot pimp
Hop on the podcast and start to talk shh
Won't be Ric if it wasn't for rick
Shot at venessa and made a hybrid
I had to set it off in 96
If it wasn't this drum I probably have sticks
It's probably this rum that got me so lit
Flexing these guns I'm getting so fit
How come everyone thuggin'
Went from nothing to a budget
Investors wouldn't give us a shot
But now we out here getting buckets
Come from the dirt the rubbish
We only ate leftover dumplings
Add in that chicken we grubbing
Pray your blessings come in abundance
Handful of people i trusted the friendship corrupted all is forgiven still trust them
And these females I'm loving prolly just lustin' I made a mistake tryna rush it
Middle finger up to those that don't believe I had to tell me be R.i.C
Middle finger up to those that don't believe the only one I need is G.O.D
All in the pit and I'm wearing these sandals
Man it's so lit just like I'm a candle
And yes I see a pit go read the book of Daniel
Ex called me up let me know I'm a handful
If she seen me now she might need her a Manuel
Don't get me started i can not cancel
We don't like snitches we done Randle
Off the modula
I'm rocking this puma
Hanging with people that probably gone shoot ya
Get on my level u need a boosta
I am the bomb aiming to nuke ya
I Earned all my stripes with no need for a Ruger I'm slicing and Dicing yea Ricky Kruger
This Girl right beside me Her body on hooters
I get behind scenes and see all the bloopers
I'm not a force to be reckoned with
Not finna act like I'm heaven sent
Look at my life i hate to sin
I know that i do it over again
Cold out there made sure the sink on drip
I was in love so I paid the rent
I tried so hard to be Superman
Who knew the chickens was kryptonite
Guess I'm a pimp tonight
Get outta line you digging yo grave tonight
Thief in the night so I could take your wife
No I'm not that type of guy
But I might be for the night
Bet I barely gotta try
I could've been gave out pipe
Now that I think of it twice
Tell your auntie hit my line
Got me some shoes for the low
Wear them one time then flip them for mo'
I'm not a player no mo'
Still kno the game I feel like a coach
Shout out to all of my folk
Moms dads sisters and bros
Fysh got them optimos if u want smoke
They flipping like channels who got the remote
U see me smile even when I feel broke
I can't take them serious the look like some jokes
They Married to drama feeling eloped
My music been cleaner than shining with soap
No ink on my body that just what I choice
Y'all sleeping on me but still fully clothes
Painting pictures while she painting her toes
Tryna get swept off her feet with this flo
How Am i a sheep but feel like a goat
401k
How bout I change it to 488
Take it and slice it 10 different ways
Then I slice it throw half in a safe
Then I take the other half to the bank
Lyrical bullets you know you was grazed
No spiritual bullets I cannot save
Y'all spend money y'all ain't even made
When will my culture change
Lord
Y'all don't know what I came for
All this fire I'm a flamethrower
I been patient what's the wait for
Bounce back round May fourth
Don't waste my time be straight forward
Pit Crew on the racecourse
Car Note na it's paid for
This the team wouldn't trade for
Naa son I ain't poor
5 videos paid for
Dang G what's the hate for
Y'all ain't grindin' what skateboard
Tryna kick it we don't play sports
Talk to God he the main source
Nothing else I can ask for
Watch me live long and prosper
How u live long and do nada
Truth is hard to bare I'm papa
Man I see clear like vodka
Southern boy we on speak proper
30 bands that's your best offer
Need my pockets looking like whoppers
That's a WHOLE LOTTA LOTTA LOTTA
Baby looking good in that romper
Yea she Dime but her skin is copper
Pretty penny think her dad is now Oscar
But then again she be calling me father
That's a touchy subject I do not bother
I ain't got no sense
I'm Rickydollaz
Dudes from the streets be smarter than scholars
No designer make my family way Prada
I done seen a lot in a short span
Seen my homeboy living in a shed
I done seen my bro with a gun yo his head tryna make some bread
I done seen my other homeboy almost lose a leg
Could've been his life
Cause a sucker scared and he can't fight
Bet the bounce back be so fye
Pull up to Walmart and parking lot pimp
Hop on the podcast and start to talk shh
Won't be Ric if it wasn't for rick
Shot at venessa and made a hybrid
I had to set it off in 96
If it wasn't this drum I probably have sticks
It's probably this rum that got me so lit
Flexing these guns I'm getting so fit
How come everyone thuggin'
Went from nothing to a budget
Investors wouldn't give us a shot
But now we out here getting buckets
Come from the dirt the rubbish
We only ate leftover dumplings
Add in that chicken we grubbing
Pray your blessings come in abundance
Handful of people i trusted the friendship corrupted all is forgiven still trust them
And these females I'm loving prolly just lustin' I made a mistake tryna rush it
Middle finger up to those that don't believe I had to tell me be R.i.C
Middle finger up to those that don't believe the only one I need is G.O.D
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Writer(s): Ricky Alexander
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