Rylo Rodriguez – You Should Lyrics

Someway, one day
Someway, one day
Perry been shooting

Free Lil’ Tootie, he got told on by his codefendant
Shouldn’t hiked the ball, he found that out when he put his motion in
Wanna stop beefin’ with my n**ga but it was too far, he was my closest friend
Thinkin’ them was my dawgs, I lost a book every time I showed my hand

Corner store T-shirt with Lil Sly, right now he own the brand
Project days, AC broke, we was hot, boy we turned on the fan
Girl I hit tellin’ me what I said ’bout, thinkin’ I only told my mans
F**k her, I can’t hold your hand, I’d rather let her hold the band

But I’ma keep my drum though, just bought it from the pawn store
Snakes inside the grass, you gon’ get bit if you don’t keep the lawn low
Seen a couple of my days ones go get mad when I bought a lawn mower
I done hit so many of these n**gas housewives in a condo

I be wondering what my b!tch been doin’
Ion’t know who you with when I’m away
I ain’t never hung like Kyrie
Just don’t let me find out
They try you, but don’t you try me
If you with a n**ga, just don’t have no conversation talkin’ ’bout me
You get a drive from shootin’ dice, this sh!t was neutral ’til you crapped out
Asked you ’bout a murder for your brother but you reversed it, now you back out
And your car can’t hit a lick until ya lit, ’til it backfire
Tired of burying the bros, I’m following the hearse, I’m hoping it catch a flat tire

Really tryna wrap a nga, tell these rapper ngas I ain’t they rap out
Where them diss songs, In your phone, hold up, choppa got ’em AirDrop
Quit gambling with my life, I was shooting dice, hope he crap out
‘Til the police shut down junky store with a pot, that’s something to laugh at

For a ho, he picking out plants, buying roses, can’t believe it
How you do that and you got a son but won’t take care your own seed
Bruh, teenagers hittin’ the road, coming back with OGs, and I ain’t talking bout n**gas who over twenty-five, I’m talking weed
Back against the ropes, it ain’t no time for callin’ Creed
He went broke, couldn’t pay his Ifa, he went crying on all his beads
No time for calling your momma’nem, no time for calling me

sh!t hit ’em cause she done changed up on everybody
Had this ho from the Chi’, keep talking bout she gon’ treat me
One of these lines cost 300, but I ain’t grow up around Reese
Know to spin and hide his face, but he ain’t grow up around Yeezy
God send who I asked for, if I can’t handle her one day she gon’ leave me
One day, you might have to ask the C.O. to turn on the TV
One day, you might have to tell your P.O. you won’t pee-pee
Got two life sentences, if his heart stop beating twice, they gon’ free me

Someway, one day
Eventually, I can get us all out the hood
Someway, one day
Eventually, he’ll come and love you like he should
Someway, one day
I’m livin’ for all the n**gas I lost
I’ll see you in the after world
Someway, one day
Someway, one day…