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Rich Gang

"Let It Go"

I cheated on my fears i broke up with my doubts
Got engaged with my faith now I’m marrying my dreams

Ralo… Its the Diary Of The Streets n*gga

My n*gga thugga called my phone, he said where you at lil bruh
I said shid Im in the bluff
He said man you crazy as hell you a million dollar n*gga
You need to let that sh*t go now
Real talk fam goon

[Verse 1: Ralo]
These n*ggas better duck before the get taped up
Ill put em on that plate an they'll get ate up
I done blowed out all of the candles lets pick this cake up
We them n*ggas they cannot handle I know they hate us
I told my mama she gone see me on that big screen
The judge gave my partner fifteen he was just sixteen
He told me just to take care of the kids and don't forget me
I told em if he need anything you can just hit me
I told my n*gga dont never talk, all of these b*tches be droppin salt
I did that sh*t that they never thought, I buy the sh*t that they never bought
I know it look like we never lost, me an my n*ggas will never fall
He go to jail ill accept the calls, Im the one sending them letters off
We ain't stun no b*tch, We ain't stun these hoes
Im with the n*ggas who never told, we f*ck they hoes and we let em know
I used to stand at the yellow store, thuuga keep tellin me let it go
Remember when we just sellin dope, thugga keep tellin me let it go

[Interlude: Young Thug]
Naw for real dog, Let it Go
Man you gotta press up on a n*gga know what im sayin, Let it Go
Even if it comes to a n*gga know what im sayin squarin up
Till we build the squares up, then we f*ck sh*t up know what im sayin ha

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I I I I I kick my sh*t whenever i can
Im drinking lean im smoking pot im in japan
You digg it baby why why i will
You digg it digg it baby why why i will command
Ima stop by whenever i can
The hood, boy stop you must be playyiiin
Im too dressed up an they ain't naaaannn
I miss all my dogs and my b*tch
Clock it, pop itt, catch a body in this b*tch
Ima run this game till i catch charlie horse an sh*t
Ima make a lo of noise lil b*tch. heyy

[Interlude: Young Thug]
I was just talking to my n*gga man an i was tell em man, you know what im sayin
In order to got dam stack that sh*t up like squares you know you sometimes gotta square up
Let the street sh*t go know what im sayin bro get the doe, f*ck on hoes, own ya house slam the door
Whenever you want too, i promise you, you'll thank me later, but thank me now ya dig

[Verse 3: Trouble]
Stay solid stay free what i told em, stack pray an stay out the way ain't no foldin
Im kinda good with with my hands go ask ya man i whoop ya like goldie
These n*ggas ain't solid these n*ggas ain't real, its only a few n*ggas chosen
These n*ggas gone squill these n*ggas gone tell while im yellin free my lil whody
Stll im strollin threw the bricks, smoke one i holla at my whody
Talkin big money sh*t slime so much that sh*t open
Talkin sh*t but scared to approach me, i heat this sh*t up like some folgers
The gas im blowin call it dope, all i know i have em hidden on the boat
I know n*ggas f*cked up we never stroll threw the folks
How can i not go an drop him load when i done been there before
Codefendant he was stiff the same n*gga told
Seen n*gga hit rock bottom now a n*gga owe
Down on yo kids an yo fam, n*gga dont really give no dam
Just rip on a shirt just for some n*gga to wear em
Funeral pullin out cams, you put in the ground they put on they gram
Retaliation thats what happened to it, only f*ck wit n*ggas who be down to do it
—only f*ck wit n*ggas out here gettin to it
—only f*ck wit btches by ambiton
—n*ggas ambtious
—f*ck n*ggas ain't listening mob sh*t Ralo

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