R.I.P. lyrics

[Intro]

Yo nigga, you know sometimes you can lose shit, get shit back

You know like hustlin', bounce right back

Get right back up on 'em niggas

But in this thing we call life homie, it ain't no 2 strikes, 2 chance

You got one shot at it, so you know what I do with it nigga

I ball 'till I fall, stun 'till I die, one hundred

[Hook]

Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy

Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family

Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy

Rest in peace to my cuz, money was the love

Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods

Rest in peace to my homies in the pen

Ain't comin' home and they know they can't win

[Verse 1]

My homie momma died he was 5

Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive

Blocc was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now

Blowin' on that gonja lil' nigga had to have it huh

Full of that aroma, gun alone taught 'em the corner

Nigga life in the streets homie up in the mornin'

See we G's fuckin' with these flees

Work in they house and you know we got to eat

Youngster wanna be, a gangster like me

I let 'em all see so they know how it be

Streets is a motherfuckin' game of life

Playin' the hard part of it is livin' it twice

Fresh with the money now, cruisin' in the Lambo

Time to change dpe, but niggas still the same though

Bitches with the murder, murder with the bitches

Homies in my hood nigga trippin' bout they riches

[Hook]

Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy

Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family

Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy

Rest in peace to my cuz, money was the love

Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods

Rest in peace to my homies in the pen

Ain't comin' home and they know they can't win

[Verse 2]

See my homie caught life, couldn't do it twice

He hear a court order on the street that night

Nobody trippin' but the hood be flippin'

On the laws, fuck 'em out they jaws

Fuck 'em in they cars

You know my hood, we don't spare nothin' blood

You know my streets nigga fucked up in the mud

You know the cost when you playin' with the boss

Your life is lost when your playin' with boss

We in the club, showin' some hoes love

Nigga want trip but I keep his ho hugged

He killed my homie nigga but he didn't kill his family though

I'ma real nigga so I'm ridin' for his family ho

Got to get the cheese flippin' these B's

Fuckin' with these hoes, burn a few G's

Playin' the game right while up in these buildings

Tryin' to be the next billion

[Hook]

Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy

Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family

Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy

Rest in peace to my cuz, money was the love

Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods

Rest in peace to my homies in the pen

Ain't comin' home and they know they can't win

[Verse 3]

So I roll with my heater, ridin' with my heater

Never leave my bitch, call her millimeter

Cruise with my ho, on the road with my ho

Nigga hustle with my ho, nigga fuck with my ho

Never leave my bitch she hard core rich

Purely white top nigga, ain't hit quick

16 nigga better yet banana clip

Gotta brother names chopper nigga break down bricks

45 snub met his whole blood

2, 2, 6 nigga that uptown plug

Flippin' through the curb, gave the homie word

Penitentiary chance when fuckin' with them birds

Back to my block though, millions won't stop ho

From the bottom to the top with this cash flow

I'm in my caddy bitch, livin' lavish bitch

Livin' with the homie nigga quick to grab my shit

[Hook]

Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy

Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family

Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy

Rest in peace to my cuz, money was the love

Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods

Rest in peace to my homies in the pen

Ain't comin' home and they know they can't win

• Artist:Birdman
• Album:5 ★ Stunna (2007)