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letra de rain - roadrunner glockboyz tez

[intro]
they tried to leave me
ayy

[chorus]
they tried to leave me in that rain like the sun won’t shine again
all the opps that woke up, i hope them n-ggas die again
if the hook subpoena me, b-tch, i’ma lie again
when i was on the rock, ain’t called me tez, they called me glock
doordash n-gga seen me at the door, that n-gga post my drop
you might as well quit your job, you come again, you gettin’ shot
you thought the opps was finna slide? i was waitin’, no they not

[verse 1]
that’s a gate opp b-tch, had my b-tch shoot the strap at her
i feel like thеse n-ggas hatin’ on me ’cause i rap bеtter
dev said, “f-ck that rap sh-t, tez, i trap better”
you gotta f-ck the money up a couple times to help you stack better
i miss slidin’ with my lil’ brother, free my n-gga day
ain’t seen tay in four years, i was with him every day
rip woo, rip gee, rip ace, free drake
i can’t f-ck with n-ggas playin’ both sides, that sh-t fake
n-gga, ayy, that sh-t fluke
why every time we hit a block, boy, you don’t shoot?
you don’t be talkin’ ’bout sh-t on the ‘gram, you on mute
n-ggas tryna f-ck you ’cause you thick as f-ck, you not cute, b-tch
n-gga
[chorus]
they tried to leave me in that rain like the sun won’t shine again
all the opps that woke up, i hope them n-ggas die again
if the hook subpoena me, know what i’ma do, n-gga
when i was on the rock, ain’t called me tez, they called me glock
doordash n-gga seen me at the door, that n-gga post my drop
you might as well quit your job, you come again, you gettin’ shot
you thought the opps was finna slide? come on
n-gga, ayy

[verse 2]
you did that sh-t for nothin’
i was outside by myself waitin’, they ain’t even comin’
soon as they pull up, hop out the cut, have them n-ggas runnin’
this sh-t ain’t easy, n-gga play with glockboy, i’m goin’ out gunnin’
b-tch, i ain’t goin’ out like gunna, though
i don’t answer calls, i don’t text back, what you need my number for?
tried to shoot that n-gga tire out, i hit his bumper, though
n-gga dumb as dog sh-t, but he got a jumper, though
man
crash dummy-ass, broke-ass lil’ n-gga
every time the money on the floor, i go get it
cappin’ at his crib, we gon’ fire him up before he go in it
caught him ridin’ in his b-tch car, he jodie
if you think i won’t fap your ass up, then you don’t know me
for twenty-five hundred, you could buy a fast-ass stollie
rip my n-gga jimmy, miss my homie
i miss my n-gga, i wish the car would’ve missed my n-gga
both hands together, wish they would’ve fixed my n-gga
i told teejaee, like we gotta get rich, my n-gga
(i ain’t losin’ no more n-ggas, my n-gga, i swear to god, i feel like k!llin’ a n-gga)
(they say they feel me, they ain’t feelin’ a n-gga)
(i’m tryna smoke all of my enemies, n-gga)
(you don’t see him with me, n-gga, you don’t spin with me, n-gga)
(how you call yourself my brother? you don’t bend with me, n-gga)

- roadrunner glockboyz tez

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