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Rylo Rodriguez

Ryan Preston Adams (born September 30, 1993), professionally known as Rylo Rodriguez, is an American rapper signed to Lil Baby's record label Glass Window Entertainment and Motown Records. He is known for his frequent collaborations with Lil Baby. more »

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(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)

All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (ooh, yeah)
Don't play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits

Niggas from my hood, they hatin' on me, thought they would love that shit
Niggas like my brothers, we was in the huddle, we ain't see the championship
Can't trust nobody, even 'round my niggas, I take one out the clip
They murked my dawg, I clear my bank account 'til they all get killed
I hear they talkin' but this money louder
I ride around with that raw but ain't caught no chowder
I ride around with that raw but I ain't caught no fish yet
We put a dick in every handgun, ain't gotta piss, yeah, ayy
Them guys cool but we ain't feelin', we on no buddy shit
I f*ck with ya but I can't lie, that's such a hitch
The only nigga should cuff that hoe is a deputy
I gave every rap nigga in my city, hope, what it is
Money on my mind, I can't think clear
Seventeen hunnid on the PT, I won't drink beer
No chaser
Yeah, f*ck the law, they gon' have to chase us
Hellcat, I took off on the Trackhawk, yeah, yeah
A triple of Hi-Tech red, I better not duck off
President Rollie, if they assassinate me I made it to see twenty-one
I've been eatin' low, so bad, I give my heart to anyone
Hope you don't break it like they done
Hope you don't take off like they ran
I damn near gave that, eight bands
If I didn't, then what, I'ma name your baby
I remember when I used to have twenty dollars
I ride around with ten racks like it's nothin' now, yeah
Roaches in that cereal box, yeah, we came from poverty
Best friend worked at Wendy's, that was my first robbery

All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (ooh, yeah)
Don't play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix

All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a nigga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (ooh, yeah)
Don't play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
Nigga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that bitch at night, T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits

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