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Forget That (Demo)
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Rylo Rodriguez
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This beat from Murda (Murda) My diamonds hit harder when the light off I ride private to my shows, just a write-off I just told you hoes to take the night-off Sent the Cullinan back and got the new vert Every time she let me hit, feel like a new verse Why you never told me you be squirting? All these b*t*hes they gone lie to get a couple minutes of fame It's a difference of how I came, I don't play games it ain't the same Smart car ain't got no brain, it's a Tesla Roadster Double cup endorsement, know I keep it sorted How you from mansion hopping, used to sleep on sofas When I walk in, smell exotic, know I keep a odor How you riding around with that glizzy like a license holder When I was trapping out apartments went and put cameras on the poles Keep my business on the low, I don't put cameras on my hoes Every time I drop it's ra-ra, album coming back for me I get six figures a show, got 'em calling the goat You can't blame me cause you hung yourself, I just gave 'em the rope I told bae we can't get married, still put diamonds in her robe Every time I see a comment it say, "Your foot all on they throat, don't let it go" I got options Twelve hit the spot, I had to flush it in a heartbeat Damn near had a heart attack, I know I skipped a heartbeat Bro hid in the attic, it was cool, it went smooth, now we back working Had a lil' ten bands, I spent that sh*t on denim I pull up Usain Bolt Trackhawk, this is not no rental, yeah Project runner, I came up playin' cops and robbers You the guy with the badge, and I'm the n***a with the chopper My n***as catch bodies in the daytime (Yeah, yeah) VLONE Runtz, this sh*t won't make it past a canine I know real trappers that stay on the block, but they don't play lines But if they see 12, they know to run, though, like they Rajon I stack that sh*t up to the ceiling, no more sharin' clothes I bought a pendant, came from Wafi, but I ain't proposed Ridin' with an AR, but he got murked with a revolver I sent the crackhead in the pharmacy for cough syrup No, she can't play me, but if she try, I'ma dog her They been askin' questions crazy, "Is you 'bout to drop a tape yet?" "Is you tryna go independent? Rylo did you sign with Baby?" Rolex like G-Shock to us, that's 'cause we finally made it My diamonds hit harder when the light off I ride private to my shows, just a write-off I just told you hoes to take the night-off Sent the Cullinan back and got a new vert Every time she let me hit, feel like a new verse Why you never told me you be squirting? All these b*t*hes they gone lie to get a couple minutes of fame It's a difference of how I came, I don't play games it ain't the same
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