This Is Dedicated
R.I.P. to Tupac
Train
Hennessey and alize RIP to Tupac
In the memory of my nigga I'ma bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tube sock
R.I.P. my uncle Rick RIP my nigga Roshawn
Swear that was the very first time i heard Rod cry
Trimbled on the phone to me I ain't know what to say
Tried not to shed a tear i held them back in my face
At certain nights i talk to God
And wonder what is my fate
Hoping to survive through the night just to see the day
Top of the game go too hard just for second place
Cook it in the booth
Then hit the street like im pushing weight
Mix the track down
Take the time get it sounding great
Shoot the video promote it really no taking breaks
Cant fuck it errbody man some niggas be sellin shake
Niggas sneak dissin and they sweet as vanilla wafes
Get the dicksuckers and opportunists out my way
Ear hustlin spying on my click tryna stop our plays
God's grace more than ever i gotta stop and pray
Somewhere outter space, tucked away in a different lane
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
Ultralight beam
Keep my hands clean like im working on my heyigene
Life seem to test you when you tryna do the right thing
Double back to the crib forgot my mask and my I.D
I might rap on this beat and i might sing
I might take yo girl and kids out for icecream
98 flow, back seat drinkin hi-C
Fastforward o5 Gucci Man, I'm so icy
Visually impaired, i wont ever get my license
Love for the music tho the life Is inticing
My only competetion striking fighting like i'm Tyson
Gotta think hella fast man you cant be indecisive
Married to the game i might fuck around and wife her
Still that young fly nigga get it poppin at the cypher
Still will get it poppin like the air up out a tire
Once the Dj drop the needle
Watch the music take me higher
Hennessey and Alize, R.I.P. to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
RIP my uncle Rick, RIPmy nigga Roshawn
RIP my uncle Rick, RIP my nigga Roshawn
RIP my Uncle Rick. RIP the homie Nip
Mac Miller and anybody else that i might have skipped
Oh yea i can't forget. RIP my nigga Kardo
Sacrifice today just to see a better tomorrow
Hugging all the mommas to ease the pain and the sarrow
Grind hard today so later we wont have to borrow
Seems like yesterday we was in the A at the car show
Rodney driving the sleeve six deep and it was a carload
Ugh. RIP BankRoll
All the fallen soldiers who aint make it but they came close
72 hour grind and still aint changed clothes
Exchange blows back to back hit they names live on
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In The memory of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
Train
Hennessey and alize RIP to Tupac
In the memory of my nigga I'ma bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tube sock
R.I.P. my uncle Rick RIP my nigga Roshawn
Swear that was the very first time i heard Rod cry
Trimbled on the phone to me I ain't know what to say
Tried not to shed a tear i held them back in my face
At certain nights i talk to God
And wonder what is my fate
Hoping to survive through the night just to see the day
Top of the game go too hard just for second place
Cook it in the booth
Then hit the street like im pushing weight
Mix the track down
Take the time get it sounding great
Shoot the video promote it really no taking breaks
Cant fuck it errbody man some niggas be sellin shake
Niggas sneak dissin and they sweet as vanilla wafes
Get the dicksuckers and opportunists out my way
Ear hustlin spying on my click tryna stop our plays
God's grace more than ever i gotta stop and pray
Somewhere outter space, tucked away in a different lane
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
Ultralight beam
Keep my hands clean like im working on my heyigene
Life seem to test you when you tryna do the right thing
Double back to the crib forgot my mask and my I.D
I might rap on this beat and i might sing
I might take yo girl and kids out for icecream
98 flow, back seat drinkin hi-C
Fastforward o5 Gucci Man, I'm so icy
Visually impaired, i wont ever get my license
Love for the music tho the life Is inticing
My only competetion striking fighting like i'm Tyson
Gotta think hella fast man you cant be indecisive
Married to the game i might fuck around and wife her
Still that young fly nigga get it poppin at the cypher
Still will get it poppin like the air up out a tire
Once the Dj drop the needle
Watch the music take me higher
Hennessey and Alize, R.I.P. to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
RIP my uncle Rick, RIPmy nigga Roshawn
RIP my uncle Rick, RIP my nigga Roshawn
RIP my Uncle Rick. RIP the homie Nip
Mac Miller and anybody else that i might have skipped
Oh yea i can't forget. RIP my nigga Kardo
Sacrifice today just to see a better tomorrow
Hugging all the mommas to ease the pain and the sarrow
Grind hard today so later we wont have to borrow
Seems like yesterday we was in the A at the car show
Rodney driving the sleeve six deep and it was a carload
Ugh. RIP BankRoll
All the fallen soldiers who aint make it but they came close
72 hour grind and still aint changed clothes
Exchange blows back to back hit they names live on
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In The memory of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea
Hennessey and Alize RIP to Tupac
In the memorey of my nigga ima bust afew shots
Yea you came wit yo niggas and i came wit 2 glocks
I wont stop until its money coming out my tubesock
Credits
Writer(s): Arterius Cox, Tracey Woodard, Diallo Vaughn
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