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letra de confessions in the darkness 2 - rylo rodriguez

[chorus]
my n-ggas dying ‘fore they grandpas
my n-ggas died ‘fore they grandmas
you don’t know me, just know what i tell him
they don’t what’s going on way behind these cameras
ion f-ck with ’em but that’s my blood, like a tampon
can’t lie girl, i don’t love you more than my handgun
quick to fill a n-gga up with lead, like a scantron
i gave some racks to n-ggas lawyers and made d-mn bonds

[verse]
he took a fentanyl pill, he died from it, i still get high as h-ll
r.i.p. big john, ken got 2o years but he don’t get a lot of mail
if you tell a hoe what yo’ n-ggas said bout ’em, leave the game, you is not a player
had a car wreck, progrеssive couldn’t help us, r.i.p. lil’ fat
lost over 20 n-ggas but i don’t want no sympathy
thеy told me “time will get better” (it did)
two rolex on both wrists, i went and bust down the bezels
everybody want a meal but no one wanna cook the dinner
sick of losing all my dawgs, i might f-ck around and start a kennel
bought her a cartier bracelet, ain’t talked to her since i gave it to her
on the elevator with my dawgs, got off when i thought about [?]
i’ma project baby, my brother paid a smoker to come put our cable up
i was spending not saving, all my potna, i couldn’t get a dollar from
when it came to these hoes, you told me ain’t winning, [?] money
know these b-tches be lying, but i ain’t saying that they blocking for me
can’t be wasting no time, i put my watch in a sippy cup
they got money, we got money, but it’s different
he a k!lla, caught another body, say “it felt different”
when i’m alone in my room, sometimes i stare at my wall
they still hang with him, he told, and them n-ggas know he the law
them n-ggas tripping, take they passport from ’em
you just see what i post, imagine what i don’t, we gettin gassed up money
in my city ridin’ round one deep, i got the dashboard runnin’
seen a n-gga get k!lled in the hood off 12, he took his last breaths from him
lil’ [?] got k!lled inside the projects, bullet in his screen door from ’em
[?] work and faygo
i sip this sh-t for the taste, not for the high
blow up bed, we had to lay low
took a bullet in the head, turn him to a tomato
took a bullet to the head, now he a vegetable
i’m tryna make his bond just so i can k!ll him though
ain’t talked to poody in a minute, that’s still my n-gga though
judge gave him 30, imagine being 20, praying that you’re 54
[chorus]
my n-ggas dying ‘fore they grandpas
my n-ggas died ‘fore they grandmas
you don’t know me, just know what i tell him
they don’t what’s going on way behind these cameras
ion f-ck with ’em but that’s my blood, like a tampon
can’t lie girl, i don’t love you more than my handgun
quick to fill a n-gga up with lead, like a scantron
i gave some racks to n-ggas lawyers and made d-mn bonds

[outro]
i need love (5x)
that’s still my n-gga though
i need love (5x)

- rylo rodriguez

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