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RIP to Javon
Dawg told me don't tell
When it come time, come see me well
Niggas stay lying, see through them tales
On god I won't fail
Phone calls, say she miss me, calling til the shit feel real
Never see it, but the nine concealed
Put it on racks
Turn the lights down, niggas gon bust out the top
Say she gon ride, but is she really gon rock
See my highs and you seen my lows
Za got a nigga moving slow
Pray for me when it's my time to go

God don't take my life
Never run, gon fight
Can't pay attention to her
She just wanna fuck, won't do me right
I pray that they see me well
Keep it hush cause the opps gon tell
Straight pipe whip, nigga what's that smell
Got too much riding on me, I can't fail
If I failed you baby now would you leave
Got too much on my mind, nigga can't get sleep
Going too fast, last 50 miles, I ain't even check the speed
My bruva keep that Five Seven on him, niggas call him Pistol Pete

God don't take my life
Put me through trials
I can't lie I'm tired
But I'm still trying
Gotta do this for my bruva
Make sure to do it right
Swear y'all niggas don't hear what I'm saying
Me on my bruvas we do it on sight

RIP to Javon
Dawg told me don't tell
When it come time, come see me well
Niggas stay lying, see through them tales
On god I won't fail
Phone calls, say she miss me, calling til the shit feel real
Never see it, but the nine concealed
Put it on racks
Turn the lights down, niggas gon bust out the top
Say she gon ride, but is she really gon rock
See my highs and you seen my lows
Za got a nigga moving slow
Pray for me when it's my time to go



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Writer(s): Damon Hutchins Jr.
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