Amazing Grace

[Verse 1: Rx Papi]

Cooked up some amazing grace

Glock ventuno, not a .38

Up that stick, take off a nigga legs

Ride with the stick, I know they want me dead

Alone at the stove, hear voices in my head

Pop a perc 'cause I know I'm losing it

Can't pull it together, off too many drugs

You can get killed for showing too much love

Where I'm from, enough ain't enough

Real street nigga, I'm gone call your bluff

Stop all the woof and talking tough

Before somebody come and wrap you up

In the DMV, pull up in Del Lago

I just hit for ten at Wells Fargo

Can't go out like HoodRixh Pablo

Audi A7, not a Murcielago

Big ass stick wherever I go

When you in the Audi, watch the potholes

Junkies come to me with a snot nose

She ask for 50s, she know I got those

Walk in the trap, ¿Que pasa, Tato?

I need a 31 of blanco

She suck my dick, she hit her tonsils

In the car, got a glick in the center console

I'm paranoid, think they out to get me

Don't be making shit caliente

I'm Real DrugRixh, junkies can't forget me

Cause Papi's 50's big as a bitch

How your man like "You ain't sending them shits"

But you out here talking 'bout you breaking your wrist

Y'all niggas don't know shit 'bout taking a risk

I call Nephew from hitting a lick

I remember the first day he came home

He ask for money he said "Get em a stick"

Rolling up, dude sitting in the whip

Both of us think we gotta do this quick

Yeah, you rap good, but you ain't bout that shit

When you meet me in Central, slithery as it get

I ain't ever ask a nigga for shit

Instead I up the pistol and take a nigga shit

Beat him with the Glock 'till I break my wrist

Sometimes I think Papi don't make sense

If I can't tell you something then I can tell you this

Give me some cocaine and watch me whip

And I could bet my last dollar

You ain't ever gone through so much shit like this

Married to the stove, I can't quit

I bought a marker for the counterfits

[Verse 2: RXK Nephew]

I'm antisocial, I don't wanna talk

Tell on me bitch, I stab you with the [?]

When I was young I was scared of the dark

I'm traumatized, seeing all these demons

I stay strapped, my grandma said I ain't need it

Drugs ain't gone help me, cigarettes ain't gone help me breathe

I ain't graduate but in the trap I got a achievement

Put my flag on the pole next to Papi the demon

I'll send your daughter to the Bermuda Triangle

Ain't no motherfucking traces, they don't know what happened

I'll have your ass buried in an empty casket

My Unk told me I'm an ol' dirty bastard

Ain't no trick or trickster, I deal with fiends

I got 2000 motherfuckers tryna get over on me

They got me questioning my wrist if the work good

I switched the bags to different colors, now Unk good

He thinks it's different, but it's the same work

You know my last bags I hit it with mad cut

I told them "my bad" and blamed it on Papi

That's my brother, he do it all the time to me

He do a lotta shit, but he ain't never dropped a dime on me

We link up and talk about straight robberies

Come around with a rod, throw water on you

I ain't got a bulletproof vest, I'm using your daughter for it

They say I'm selfish, I only care about myself

You goddamn right, I need a slithery award on my shelf

I need Olympic Rings, I'm better than Michael Phelps

I got eyes behind my ears and I can hear you niggas hating

I get caught with this, that's a 5 year vacation

I was in the yard with the gangsters, I ain't take no vocations

I got a certificate [?]

Keep the trap clean, Papi still on probation

I was on ankle bracelets hitting armed robberies

I tried to tell Papi "Chill" but he do the same as me

We still robbing niggas like it's no tomorrow

I go to jail, jump out, come in tomorrow

I'ma dead your ass but I'ma ask you "Let me borrow it"

You ask 'bout that shit, they gone send your mom flowers

You [?]

(Armed and dangerous... Armed and lethal)