Rage Lyrics – DatYunginG5
Singer: DatYunginG5
Title: Rage
Straight out the mud I had to get it
Ain’t see no other way
On the block they say what’s up
But deep down, yeah they hate
Some people ain’t got sh#t to lose
That’s why I ride with the K
All this fake sh#t all around me
Boy I see it every day
b#tch, I gave a hoe my heart
She gave it back, I threw it out
Healing all these wounds with every drug I knew about
Without you, use to relapse
Now I have to do without
Hated them apartments
Greatest day was moving out
Hook:
Turn the ops block straight into a shooting range
Mixing pills with all this syrup
Got me too dеranged
I got issues of my own, man all I do is rage
I got issuеs of my own, man all do is raaaaage
All I do is raaaage
Never afraid switchin lanes
In a drop top cruisin
Just buried my brother, I just might lose it
Mixin all this lean in this Moet, I might do it
Never catch me slippin
Always ridin with my–
f#ck how you feel
Just keep it real
I don’t need nobody
These youngins outchea in the ville
Man they catchin bodies
Gucci belt hold up my Glock when I step up in the party
My shooter going dummy
His eyes rollin off the molly
All I know is how, how to keep it real
I could give a f#ck, f#ck bout how you feel
[All I know is how, how to keep it real
Betrayal hit a little deeper
When you really trust people
And every time I hear your name
It pierce my ears like a needle
Roll the credits, it’s all over
Never cared for no sequel
You play with hearts, I play with souls
But don’t think that we’re equal, nooo
Hook:
Turn the ops block straight into a shooting range
Mixing pills with all this syrup
Got me too deranged
I got issues of my own, man all I do is rage
I got issues of my own, man all do is raaaaage
All I do is raaaage
QUIN NFN
Alot of choppas in the crib
We could shoot movies with it
I be dancing with my whip
And gettin groovy with it
I keep a toolie with me
Know these n#gg#s hatin
At the top my destination
At the grind, I’m dedicated
n#gg#s straight up out the pavement
Try to play with us, it’s dangerous
n#gg#s steady tryna argue
They ain’t tryna send location
38 special on me, they can’t trace it
Any b#tch that gon get to trippen
Ima f#ck around replace it
And I’m strapped up like haitians
Ima snap like tempations
When you locked up in that station
n#gg#s ain’t gon give you na’thin
And they finna favor
We the realest
Tell that n#gg#, quit that b#tchin
‘fore we hit them with the smithin
Hook:
Turn the ops block straight into a shooting range
Mixing pills with all this syrup
Got me too deranged
I got issues of my own, man all I do is rage
I got issues of my own, man all do is raaaaage
All I do is raaaage
f#ck how you feel
Just keep it real
I don’t need nobody
These youngins outchea in the ville
Man they catchin bodies
Gucci belt hold up my Glock when I step up in the party
My shooter going dummy
His eyes rollin off the molly, yeah
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