Shay Swagg - RIP DMX Lyrics

First off.... rip to DMX
Aint no flex
Shout out to all the rappers
That paved the way
I'm coming next
I lost some friends
I lost my mind again
What you expect
I lost some ends
And I made them right back
I Had to reset
Aint really drinking
Just paying off debt
Cus This life a bet
I'm just purging
From bitches and sets
Ain't been having sex
Out here Flirting
Like you could be next
Like its a duet
Like you better get this pussy wet
Before I fucking jet
Blast off
They been sleeping on me
I Give them cold sweats
You can yell
From the bleachers homie
I'm right at the net
Bleacher report that
I'm peaking homie
I'm right at They neck
I'm a vampire
I'm eating homie
Don't you ever forget
We be plotting
Aint no option homie
Now who's the threat
Music for the love of it
Loving for the love of it
Trusting that my love legit
Then I'm back in my uh
Tight knit turtle neck
R.I.P. to DMX
What these bitches want from a woman
Cus what these bitches want They won't get
I'm so tired of boring
Give me something to really jam
Rip to dmx
What these bitches want from me truly
They're lucky if they get a truly
And I mean that shit truly
I mean I rap so unruly
Ain't got no names though
Rip to DMX
So Long live that same flow
We be tripping
You already know
Lost some good men
To waging wars
Lost some good men
To being poor
Lost some good men
To some gang shit
Lost some good
And ain't gain quick
But shit
We still on that same shit
We Aim quick
What these people really want
Probably to drop names quick
But we don't snitch
Won't ever bend
Won't play pretend
But big ups to the homie
And big ups to his fam and friends
For real

First off.... rip to DMX
Aint no flex
Shout out to all the rappers
That paved the way
I'm coming next
I lost some friends
I lost my mind again
What you expect
I lost some ends
And I made them right back
I Had to reset
Aint really drinking
Just paying off debt
Cus This life a bet
I'm just purging
From bitches and sets
Ain't been having sex
Out here Flirting
Like you could be next
Like its a duet
Like you better get this pussy wet
Before I fucking jet
Blast off
They been sleeping on me
I Give them cold sweats
You can yell
From the bleachers homie
I'm right at the net
Bleacher report that
I'm peaking homie
I'm right at They neck
I'm a vampire
I'm eating homie
Don't you ever forget
We be plotting
Aint no option homie
Now who's the threat
Music for the love of it
Loving for the love of it
Trusting that my love legit
Then I'm back in my uh
Tight knit turtle neck
R.I.P. to DMX
What these bitches want from a woman
Cus what these bitches want They won't get
I'm so tired of boring
Give me something to really jam
Rip to dmx
What these bitches want from me truly
They're lucky if they get a truly
And I mean that shit truly
I mean I rap so unruly
Ain't got no names though
Rip to DMX
So Long live that same flow
We be tripping
You already know
Lost some good men
To waging wars
Lost some good men
To being poor
Lost some good men
To some gang shit
Lost some good
And ain't gain quick
But shit
We still on that same shit
We Aim quick
What these people really want
Probably to drop names quick
But we don't snitch
Won't ever bend
Won't play pretend
But big ups to the homie
And big ups to his fam and friends
For real