Amazing Grace lyrics

by

Rx Papi


[Verse: Rx Papi]
Cooked up some amazing grace
Glock ventuno, not a .38
Up that stick, take off a n*gga legs
Ride with the stick, I know they want me dead
Alone at the stove, hear voices in my head
Pop a perc 'cause I know I'm losing it
Can't pull it together, off too many drugs
You can get killed for showing too much love
Where I'm from, enough ain't enough
Real street n*gga, I'm gone call your bluff
Stop all the woof and talking tough
Before somebody come and wrap you up
In the DMV, pull up in Del Lago
I just hit for ten at Wells Fargo
Can't go out like HoodRixh Pablo
Audi A7, not a Murcielago
Big ass stick wherever I go
When you in the Audi, watch the potholes
Junkies come to me with a snot nose
She ask for 50s, she know I got those
Walk in the trap, ¿Que pasa, Tato?
I need a 31 of blanco
She suck my di*k, she hit her tonsils
In the car, got a glick in the center console
I'm paranoid, think they out to get me
Don't be making sh*t caliente
I'm Real DrugRixh, junkies can't forget me
Cause Papi's 50's big as a b*tch
How your man like "You ain't sending them sh*ts"
But you out here talking 'bout you breaking your wrist
Y'all n*ggas don't know sh*t 'bout taking a risk
I call Nephew from hitting a lick
I remember the first day he came home
He ask for money he said "Get em a stick"
Rolling up, dude sitting in the whip
Both of us think we gotta do this quick
Yeah, you rap good, but you ain't bout that sh*t
When you meet me in Central, slithery as it get
I ain't ever ask a n*gga for sh*t
Instead I up the pistol and take a n*gga sh*t
Beat him with the Glock 'till I break my wrist
Sometimes I think Papi don't make sense
If I can't tell you something then I can tell you this
Give me some cocaine and watch me whip
And I could bet my last dollar
You ain't ever gone through so much sh*t like this
Married to the stove, I can't quit
I bought a marker for the counterfits
[Verse: RXK Nephew]
I'm antisocial, I don't wanna talk
Tell on me b*tch, I stab you with the ?
When I was young I was scared of the dark
I'm traumatized, seeing all these demons
I stay strapped, my grandma said I ain't need it
Drugs ain't gone help me, cigarettes ain't gone help me breathe
I ain't graduate but in the trap I got a achievement
Put my flag on the pole next to Papi the demon
I'll send your daughter to the Bermuda Triangle
Ain't no motherf*cking traces, they don't know what happened
I'll have your ass buried in an empty casket
My Unk told me I'm an ol' dirty bast*rd
Ain't no trick or trickster, I deal with fiends
I got 2000 motherf*ckers tryna get over on me
They got me questioning my wrist if the work good
I switched the bags to different colors, now Unk good
He thinks it's different, but it's the same work
You know my last bags I hit it with mad cut
I told them "my bad" and blamed it on Papi
That's my brother, he do it all the time to me
He do a lotta sh*t, but he ain't never dropped a dime on me
We link up and talk about straight robberies
Come around with a rod, throw water on you
I ain't got a bulletproof vest, I'm using your daughter for it
They say I'm selfish, I only care about myself
You goddamn right, I need a slithery award on my shelf
I need Olympic Rings, I'm better than Michael Phelps
I got eyes behind my ears and I can hear you n*ggas hating
I get caught with this, that's a 5 year vacation
I was in the yard with the gangsters, I ain't take no vocations
I got a certificate ?
Keep the trap clean, Papi still on probation
I was on ankle bracelets hitting armed robberies
I tried to tell Papi "Chill" but he do the same as me
We still robbing n*ggas like it's no tomorrow
I go to jail, jump out, come in tomorrow
I'ma dead your ass but I'ma ask you "Let me borrow it"
You ask 'bout that sh*t, they gone send your mom flowers
You ?
(Armed and dangerous... Armed and lethal)
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