Maffew Ragazino - River Phoenix lyrics

[Verse 1: Mattfew Ragazino] Pants sagging and my hat low Show up to your black and white affair in my bathrobe Furry slippers, Polo socks, what an a**hole No cla**, no coupe, so irrational Can't explain, he's insane, must be bath salt Molly crew, paper gang, money back coat You could tell by mopping shoes and her back bloak You could tell by (?) shoes and her back broke Sad, but shed your crocodile tears (?) medley 'till that be a pants here Nobody think sh** stinks untill it's smeared in your face Motherf**er now take a look in your mirror f** your life, p**y n***a, f** your life This my third, I died twice, might f** once, but not twice, no New Jersey drive, hot wire, joy rider Get a (?), kick her out, sky dive her d**h Row, only thing that we missing is Suge I stood over your misses, I'm so misunderstood I look down at the top of a scalp Real n***as know what I'm talking about When she go home you give her mouth to mouth Two roads diversed, I emerged on a paper route Rick James, I'll stand on your freaking couch Bottles of (?), I'm balling; Timothy Couch I'm in the building, my n***a, I'm in the house I'm in the building, my n***a, I'm in the house Embracing my angels, dancing with demons I'm overdosing; River Phoenix [Verse 2] That mean I'm tailing since pale Flyest thing in the field Got your b**h naked in heels Iron steeming my bills Implemented my game, re-instated that real Flow is like persian brown, define Hollywood heels This sh** is genius, how I slide in seamless Supply the sequence with some G sh**, break it down to pieces (?) the real, I rock the colosseum Got n***as with just like Wakim, you couldn't win by cheating Beasting on anything that you press play Rotten with (?), stick it intention in the West Bank Fresh franks, line up the wallet inside the skylids pocket So if that convo ain't about dollars ain't got time to chop it Stop it, hater, you don't really know what you're doing Y'all n***as sweet, who you think you're f**ing fooling? Heard they out there fronting on the kid You never know hard that wallet is untill you run into it [Verse 3] Beefing whoever we after equals disaster Uno when it comes to that China, he Zen master LV the loafer, while sitting on sofa We bow tie k**ers, cla**y enough for a coaster Worldwide paper, ho, we globally getting dough Mami got good brain, I just get it and go f** these n***as talking, they ain't talking sh** If we ain't freaking like (?) I just talk to your b**h I'm from the hood where they pistol play Shoot who's talking, you could get k**ed over the sh** you say All I need is a bad b**h with patron and an ounce Ass fat, and he gotta be good with her mouth I chase money, N.Y by ways of the south Tear the town up, a couple of grand, and I'm out Out, third strike, you're in jeopardy, n***a About my strikes, blowing that whistle, no referee, n***a Surving in concrete hard for refugee n***a You f**ing with me you on (?) the ecstacy, n***a n***as broke, cut corners, becoming whinos Know it's a (?) when you clash with a rhino