Slick Guruzee - Rick Forces Lyrics

All this money come and go, I made a sacrifice
Thinkin' 'bout my brothers who ain't make it in the afterlife
Them rainy days f*cked up my mood, I mixed the act wit sprite
Did her wrong and put her in my song, now she ain't actin' right
I had to teach lil' bro the ropes, that nigga wasn't trappin' right
I see this shit the same, no I ain't plain' they seeing him black and white
Here's some sad advice, nigga's dying, grab yo strap tonight
That nigga bitch, he actin' like a pussy, I might whack a dyke
If he a opp, he might catch some shots like the Henny store
Me & 54, spendin' money, but I got plenty more
She a silly whore, she got a nigga, but said he really poor
Me, I'm in a foreign, slam that pedal like I'm Randy Orton
Catch me on yo' TV ballin' like I'm Michael Jordan
Now I'm in LA, I had to leave my city, shit was scorchin'
Call me for the weed, by the P, come get a big portion
That boy ain't got no connect on his phone like that shit cordless
Look, baby, these ain't Nike, you on my feet these is Rick Forces
I can't put lil' bro on no bitch, she said he big borin'
He only like to shoot and take drugs and go kick doors in
(Hold up this lil bitch Callin' on my iPhone, yeah, go)
I take some drugs when I feel pain, I got my eyes closed
It's crazy, feel I know it when they lyin', I'm feelin' signs though
Damn, I'm feelin' signs though
Up and downs be crazy, got me tweakin' through these highs and lows
Damn, I'm seein' signs though
Damn, a nigga seein' signs though
Why these niggas changin' in the station singin' high notes
(I could the vibe when shit confined but I been trying though)