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Rommel Hinds-Grannum
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Robert Hinds-Grannum
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Last name rich but I don't I know Roddy
Fucked that hoe once but I don't know shorty
Life sold out we had to fly private
My ex she wasn't hating I ain't know about it
Got me in my feelings ready to catch a body
I ain't trying to crash out cause I know I got it
Remember how they treated me when I was nobody
Got to make moves can't let them know about it
It's that murder with that ink like I'm IRV Gotti
Shorty she gonna ball like Saniah and my nigga he gone shoot until he tired
That choppa it's gonna sing like a choir I can't help but think that you lying
And I know my niggas they gone stand behind him
I don't spilt some blood for these diamonds Cartier my wrist that's perfect timing
And I know it hurts your heart to see me shining
Ain't no PS5 ain't no controlling me kinda feeling like my past got a hold of me
When you left you broke my heart you put a hole in me
Counted all fifty nine beads on the rosary can't a lot of niggas in my city go toe to toe with me
Tell me how the fuck you gonna judge me without knowing me
And it hurts to see my son outgrowing me guess it's how it's supposed to be
Last name rich but I don't I know Roddy
Fucked that hoe once but I don't know shorty
Life sold out we had to fly private
My ex she wasn't hating I ain't know about it
Got me in my feelings ready to catch a body
I ain't trying to crash out cause I know I got it
Remember how they treated me when I was nobody
Got to make moves can't let them know about it
It's that murder with that ink like I'm IRV Gotti
I might bulletproof the foreign then we sliding
I might pass her off to my dog if she got mileage
Heard them Niggas want smoke we raise the climate
Put my niggas on a private when we flying
Shorty she don't like it if it is not high end
All these solitaires on me like they crying
I just lost my dog we about to raise the violence you will hear the sirens
Cartier buss down I'm wilding
Tell me why we all couldn't be shinning
Couple niggas round me wasn't honest
Fed all my dogs while I was starving
Had to get it out the mud now we balling
Trying to see me and my bro sitting on the Forbes list
I just put a whole thirty down on my wrist I got to move cautious
Room filled with bosses we ain't takin losses
Last name rich but I don't I know Roddy
Fucked that hoe once but I don't know shorty
Life sold out we had to fly private
My ex she wasn't hating I ain't know about it
Got me in my feelings ready to catch a body
I ain't trying to crash out cause I know I got it
Remember how they treated me when I was nobody
Got to make moves can't let them know about it
It's that murder with that ink like I'm IRV Gotti
Writer(s): Rommel Hinds-grannum
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