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crash the party

Roddy Ricch

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Use the music as therapy to exorcise how I feel Tell me, is it fake love or is it real? She tell me every time I talk, I give her chills Bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body Gotta watch out for these snitches, gotta watch out for these bitches Gotta whisper to you niggas 'cause all the hatin' niggas might just hear me Especially if you came from the trenches, you can't fall in love with no bitches Gotta stay on your ten toes and keep your senses, ooh I know sometimes she wanna trip, I know sometimes I had to dip I ain't got no pride, I pour up a fifth, all of the times I pull up in VIP Walk in the room and I know they watchin' me She wanna fuck just 'cause they got my songs on repeat, ayy Took some time off and now they think they got me beat But the whole damn time, you niggas been heatin' up my seats The tour life got me in light so I can see Nigga, I ain't ever choose this shit, it came to me Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Use the music as therapy to exorcise how I feel Tell me, is it fake love or is it real? She tell me every time I talk, I give her chills Bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body Let you niggas know it's my city, I had to go crash the party Took a Puerto Rican freak out Delilah, she call me papi I can't pick none of your hoes 'cause they talk too much That's just how I feel, that's just how I feel I was walkin' through Compton one night at like Like two a.M. In the morning I just left my girl house, I found out she was on some bullshit You know what I'm sayin', and I walked past the 91, I was walkin' all the way down Central Past the graveyard and shit I had made a l-, a right on Alondra, um Walked up by the side of the airport And I passed the hood, you know what I'm sayin', and And I went all the way to The Cedars I had pulled up on my DJ at the time and He was just tellin' me keep my head up and shit like that Shit was crazy, you know? I felt like I wanted to die, I felt like I ain't even wanna be no more 'cause I just, I ain't have shit at the time, you know what I'm sayin'? And Music was all I really had, so You know just from goin' to jail and Fucking around in the streets, I knew it wasn't shit So I had to just, keep my head up, keep goin', get focused Grind that shit out, you know what I'm sayin'?

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Keith Parker, Rodrick Moore

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Submitted on October 20, 2022 by Anonymous

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LIVE LIFE FAST

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Atlantic Records

Release Date

December 16, 2021

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