Rick B. - Close Lyrics

Closer than close
Closer than most
I just see so much of you
And I want a better view
Closer than most
Blunt just rolled fingers still sticky
Lyrics in my phone and bitches just tryna hit me
O told me bars I told him Brody we litty
Started in the Saab wait until I get the Bentley
I still go through my life shit how dare these niggas envy
Funny how they play you close when they think you friendly
They be starin' all crazy when I squeeze till it's empty
They be talkin' online Till I pull up in the city
And the army couldn't slow me
Cops couldn't lock me up
God kept throwin' me battles They was not enough
Every time the paper low Shorty get to actin' up I ain't really hear her though
Busy tryna add it up
Single father in this
And I still ain't heard from baby mom
Late night hustle up early keep the baby calm
Bitch I'm just startin' in these lines here is baby bombs
Extended in the glock shit longer than a baby arm
Maybe I'm a demon cause it's hell all around me
On my own in every state good in every county
Bitch I hold it down on the throne you should crown me
Show's up in Queens all the way to Dade County
They playin' with the shits bro legit I'm a f*ckin' beast
Brain like a cage Now my words off the f*ckin' leash
Pull up different every time never had a f*ckin' lease
Close with the block I was sleepin' on these f*ckin' streets
Closer than close
Closer than most
Had a bitch f*ck the homie the other had switched on me
So you ain't never really got a question why I'm doli
My tempers off the charts I don't do too well with phony
Still tryna figure out how the f*ck we lost Kobe
While these niggas still livin
But back to the mission
Still cookin' up rap like I'm whippin' in the kitchen
I was ridin' so clean like they thought this shit was rented
Shorty still got resentment but she f*cked because she tempted
Work is what I put in for me to fall they're pushin
But how the f*ck they tell me about me when they all just lookin
They never had it tooken to levels that was shooken
That's why I'm still here doin' what these niggas wouldnt
They never seen the pain before why I tell them let me go
Cause what a real nigga feel man you would never know
Feelings I would never show I swear to this incredible
Cause at my highest moment it's hard to deal with all the lows
Murderous thoughts vicious sights I had several
Times gettin' hard and I mean that in the technical
Flow too sick record label should be medical
My head just isn't leveled yo I'm a little off
Moms need help but she don't need me
When I really need her and this is not TV
This is everyday life just who we be
An insight for you to see me nigga
I mean like this motherf*ckin' put in time
What more we gotta do what more we gotta say
What more you need to know my nigga
F*ck is they talkin' about
It's RICK
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