Ryan Montgomery

Feeling like it's just a game of inches
From growing pains to chosen name with unanimous sentence
I gotta push these points across guess I'm something like Simmons
Pennis the menace til Guinness or Johnny Dang's my dentist
I mean, ain't we all just a little ignant
Came from where the Levi's hang and niggas bang as children
Gone and let that toolie sang you'll never be forgetten
Like the stench from paper plates with scoop of greens and chitterlings
Hol on
Cuz told me put some pimpin in
So Gucci mane and southern slang gone remain to the finish
For now lines spilling from pavilions worth more than a million
The purist heart is gone have all my family sipping

They ain't never tell us
They ain't never tell us
What to apply
How to make a way
They ain't never tell us
They ain't never tell us
What to apply
But I'm gone make a play
Til my niggas straight
Gated real estate
Little on the side
Feeling good today
They ain't never tell us
They ain't never tell us
Fuck it let it ride
We gone make a play

Ryan Montgomery
Chip for my, couple bitches up under me
Ryan Montgomery
Ryan Montgomery
Taking weekend trips back to the
Woes got like one of each
Longevity's haunting me
Like niggas on go that's ready in Chevy's
Don't run from me
Stuck like I'm hit with hesi thoughts tend to be awful heavy
When dreams to be king turn Cedi when trying to live comfortably
Fuck I'm back hungry,
Sticking and moving, got more shit to prove and my unreleased
Feeling like who really bruising through Vox's to BGVs
Only conclusion is nigga named Q then it's me and me
Sick cause I'm losing while steady producing like three for three
Hoping the last one will do it it's feeling like BBB
Next one is stupid until then the phones is on dnd
Strictly on cpt next time I need moms in the G&G
GGs and EBT is only thing these days appeasing me

Think there's a difference between action and vision
Actually winning and what you calling Benjamin printing
I thought the goal was airing more than participants ribbons
You rushing four I'm in the pocket with Rodgers precision
Vante cuts cause the truth be told I ain't stepped out the kitchen
Culinary flows for woes if you catch what I'm Digging
It's double dose til comatose and luxurious sitting
Geronimo, who with the smoke when it's time for collision?
I been, scrapping this road for everything owed to the remnants
With verses that's cold like 40 below, where my innocence
Has turned belligerent imminent awful ignorant ugh
Can go pen for pen, sin for sin, what mood you in

Been in my bag
Fuck off my dick
Mention the name just make sure you don't miss
Got it from rags, cheap talk is slick
Don't think I ain't heard and don't know who you is
Been in my bag
Fuck off my, huh
Mention the name just make sure you don't miss
Got it from rags, cheap talk is slick
Don't think I ain't heard and don't know who you is



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Writer(s): Jerison Qualls
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