Rylo Rodriguez

On The Run

Rylo Rodriguez


(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the fucking track)
(Tahj Money)

Heard the DA read a paragraph in front of the witness
I ain't never seen the man cry 'til he got sentenced
Really means something, his lil' bro died on the mission
Every year, this nigga don't miss his block party
he'll die spinning
Everybody got they hand out, what you gon' tell 'em?
People say you got 'em next time but you don't never
Know you need every pistol
that you got, but you gon' sell 'em
You fucked up and your mama bills due
how you gon' help her?

My bro died, they told me keep my head up
it ain't get no better
The people he told he love
I thought to slide ain't make no effort
I was standing in the trenches
we had roaches in the kitchen
Lookin' at my grandma ceiling, wishing that we had a billion
Pushing narcs, CB and EJ still got him behind them fences
Judge gave him forty-thousand hours
still ain't seen him in a minute
Knew a couple niggas ain't have a sense
of humor who used to laugh at me
Fucking the same hoes, I'm thinking he player
he lowkey mad at me
Freedom, he on house arrest
gotta tell him 'fore he take a route
Never know where he stay at
he done cut his ankle bracelet off
They shot up his crib, some ricocheted
and hit the neighbor's house
Sent him to an opp dorm up in jail, but he ain't stable now
Paralyze my cousin I know he hurt
thank God he made it through
Told his girl he wanna walk so bad but he ain't able to
It'll never go away, bro, if you rat
that's what they label you
Gotta have that extra bedroom in your house
that shit gon' stay with you

Heard the DA read a paragraph in front of the witness
I ain't never seen the man cry 'til he got sentenced
Really means something, his lil' bro died on the mission
Every year, this nigga don't miss his block party
he'll die spinning
Everybody got they hand out, what you gon' tell 'em?
People say you got 'em next time but you don't never
Know you need every pistol that you got
but you gon' sell 'em
You fucked up and your mama bills due
how you gon' help her?

He ain't go to Lids, but they got two hats in a week
Ain't no, "He too young, " they left his body in the street
No more grocery shopping
he gotta log in 'fore he buy sweets
They gon' send you to a place
where you show your ID just to eat
How you supposed to spin when niggas
threatening on the Instagram?
Dissing your lil' bro, they making jokes
'bout putting him in the gram
Don't care 'bout what you did or who you shot
don't fear any man
I know that I'm 'posed to be with her
but I wasn't ready then
She the only one who understand me, she kept it real
I can't never make her take no plan B, it's what it is
Having dreams that I could leave
these damn streets up in the rear
Thinkin' too late, we could start a family and get a crib

Ain't too late for you small niggas
to stop hating on the man
I seen niggas I thought who stand up go take the stand

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