Ryu x Ken
By Bodega Bamz
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[Hook: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Bye to the corner, you know I love tours
Bye to that b*tch 'cause you know I hate whores
New women, new states, money coming different ways
Yankee pendant on the chain, you wasn't there, you can't relate
I remember, won't forget, it was year 0-12
Shows OT, still got it wholesale
Man, we had the city jumping like Supreme Clientele
New New York n*ggas, B, we like the Holy Grail
Chitty chat, f*ck the chitty chat, f*ck that
I ain't trying to bring the city back... Why Bamz?
We the ones with the massive plan
Why these fronting n*ggas pose in pictures for the 'Gram?
They pus*y? Don't forget we was there from the gate, though
I sold coke right before I went to Santos
And sold out, so let's talk about alumni
Acid on my tongue, I was dead high
[Hook: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
[Verse 2: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
When the Fair and the Tan link up, they can't deny it
Pockets looking slim like they on a liquid diet
And I know it ain't right for me to swear to God
But I swear to God, I'm the best with it, dog
Man, you know we got the recipe, dog
sh*t was written in stone, we on our own, we defying the odds
And I know it ain't right for me to talk sh*t about them
But I swear, sh*t hurting me, dog
Tan flag, with the gold around my neck
Everybody show respect when I come thru, chiefing on the set
I done came thru for [?], I done came thru to humble
I done came thru to come thru
I came in like a dad, I'ma son you
When I draw no R, f*ck a Sun Tzu
Me and mines got love for you
You my blood, I take a slug for you, talk to 'em, n*gga
[Hook: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Bye to the corner, you know I love tours
Bye to that b*tch 'cause you know I hate whores
New women, new states, money coming different ways
Yankee pendant on the chain, you wasn't there, you can't relate
I remember, won't forget, it was year 0-12
Shows OT, still got it wholesale
Man, we had the city jumping like Supreme Clientele
New New York n*ggas, B, we like the Holy Grail
Chitty chat, f*ck the chitty chat, f*ck that
I ain't trying to bring the city back... Why Bamz?
We the ones with the massive plan
Why these fronting n*ggas pose in pictures for the 'Gram?
They pus*y? Don't forget we was there from the gate, though
I sold coke right before I went to Santos
And sold out, so let's talk about alumni
Acid on my tongue, I was dead high
[Hook: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
[Verse 2: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
When the Fair and the Tan link up, they can't deny it
Pockets looking slim like they on a liquid diet
And I know it ain't right for me to swear to God
But I swear to God, I'm the best with it, dog
Man, you know we got the recipe, dog
sh*t was written in stone, we on our own, we defying the odds
And I know it ain't right for me to talk sh*t about them
But I swear, sh*t hurting me, dog
Tan flag, with the gold around my neck
Everybody show respect when I come thru, chiefing on the set
I done came thru for [?], I done came thru to humble
I done came thru to come thru
I came in like a dad, I'ma son you
When I draw no R, f*ck a Sun Tzu
Me and mines got love for you
You my blood, I take a slug for you, talk to 'em, n*gga
[Hook: Bodega Bamz & Remy Banks]
Chapters of the same road, just a different page
We moving off the same high, smoking different haze
Either go to jail or we gotta face the grave
It's all about this money, dog, we in a new fade
I'ma die where I stand, I'm a different type of guy
Birds in the air, I'm a different type of fly
Where I'm from, n*ggas like to judge based off your supply
And they scared to show you love till they feel you 'bout to die
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