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letra de love don't live here anymore - rx papi

[intro]
uh, uh, uh-uh
uh, uh-uh
it’s the dawg
f-ck you want from me?
uh?
f-ck you want from me? huh?
uh
uh
uh

[verse 1]
ain’t no love here, it’s just drugs here
f-ckin’ ’round with that heroin got me shot
keep my gloves near
papi gon’ do his d-mn thing
off a perc, clutchin’ my b-tton
n-gga, i think i’m max payne
tell me, can you stand in the rain?
n-gga, i done been through everything
i’m drug rich, i sell you everything
i be singin’ to the pot, that’s all i got
bae, you my everything
a gator stole my last name
papi don’t play no cash games
n-gga, come ’round here
f-ckin’ with that bread gon’ get yo ass slain
spend my life in the fast lane
when we get dots, we clearin’ ’em out
we the n-ggas you keep hearin’ about
got ps in the back, still tearin’ ’em out
they like, “papi gotta focus on this rap sh-t”
n-ggas play, i be ready to whack sh-t
put the rap sh-t to the side
jump back in the wraith, it can happen that quick
how the f-ck you ain’t got no love for me?
i’m the one that hand out drugs for free
i’m the one that get sh-t done for real
bought a script and served a hundred pills
you know i ain’t f-ck with your man
i robbed him ’cause you brung him still
you know big papi comin’ trim
’cause, b-tch, i ain’t one of them
[bridge]
cut a n-gga off like cancer
bounce out me, at ten milli’ do damage
high speed srt, n-gga, don’t panic
that b-tch go “frr”, it don’t do no jammin’
pap really came out them trenches
i’m a junkyard dog, n-gga, i’m vicious
i come from the back block, jumpin’ the fences
way before druski stood on business

[verse 2]
n-gga, don’t tell me what it could’ve been
if you wasn’t doin’ all that cap in the lab, where you would’ve been?
homie said this drink gon’ do me in
i keep havin’ flashbacks
i’ll sell my soul to see the bros and bring my dad back
whenever i don’t feel like max payne, i think i’m mad max
now when i’m out i ride with two sticks
n-ggas seen me, don’t ever do sh-t
broad daylight, headshot execution
sh-t, i dare they gon’ do me like boosie
b-tch, i’m el padrino in the movie
these n-ggas yeezy, i’m gucci
r-t-rded and just don’t give a f-ck
i’on give a f-ck about what they told you
as long as they told you i’m up
you say you got guap, i’ll call out yo bluff
i came out that hole like shia labeouf
asymmetric glock, we lined him up
he tried to run, his time was up
fly k!llers in that sh-t
when i bounce out i’m fly as f-ck
all my chains on in the booth
i get my brain blown in the coupe
f-ck you want from me?
and what the f-ck you expect me to do?
i don’t f-ck with that n-gga, that n-gga’s a goof
he got hit with that sh-t, all he said was, “ooh”
bounced out broad day, hit ’em in twos
my glock drake, it be singin’ like, “toosie”
i mix amiri up with the louis
b-tch call me weird like lil uzi
black baggy mask gon’ cause confusion
pockets fat as h-ll, retribution
take a perc, i gotta chill
i know these n-ggas not for real
if steel ain’t never follow bishop, bishop would’ve shot him still
this a hard pill to swallow
i used to pray to see tomorrow
gave her a deal on my last bundle
told auntie, “call me back tomorrow”
everybody need somebody
clutch my glock, i seen somebody
you can try that dumb sh-t if you want
i’ll make the whole city read about you

- rx papi

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