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Royce Ripken - Clostraphobic Lyrics



Royce Ripken - Clostraphobic Lyrics




I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face

I came out wit my shooters, they flamed out and they'll shoot ya
We swang out in the coupes, you hang out wit state troopers
My block jumpin, you block jumpin, hang out and we'll shoot ya
For the last shot, that's a glass shot, bank shot wit that ruger
My pockets got fatter, they faces got more frowned up
This AK'a a shred the beef like burger meat when its ground up
I started from the bottom, you can say the ground up
When I step to the plate, grand slam, damn man, round up
Game over, you still talking, still hating get popped
My time is now, your time is up, you made a tape & it flopped
I'm from a spot, where guns a pop, you can wake up & get shot
Or turn the corner, get pulled over, get tazed up & get locked
I made it out, but I'm grindin, to make it out, I'm trying
You frown ya face, cuz I paid my dues, and I ain't out here lying
I'm on it, I been focused, you ain't notice you can't stop it
But I'm still pushing, that pressure play me tighter than a pants pocket

I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face

Been hustling since 15, since 05 had big dreams
Blueprints in a notebook, young nigga had big schemes
I hit the block, at 6 o'clock, to flip the chop & get the gwop
Then hit the block, ditched the work, hop skipped & ditched the cops
Went straight back to the place that, I first got that case pack
Then slid off in the cut, sparking a dutch, nigga that haze wrap
On the move, sky high, fly by, I blaze that
My dude, pulled up the truck, hopped in the back he got them Ks stacked
I got Ghost, like James when it came time for that powder
Cuz this Kanan like a Tommy, catch a body for that Power
As a Young Buck, I pulled stunts, chasing after that Bank
Remember days, I was dead broke, put 50 cent in the tank
F*ck looking back, I'm looking forward, y'all niggas is losin
The struggle or the glo up, which one is y'all niggas choosin
Push me, I push back, this corner ain't for livin
Righteous by the heart, for my sins, hope I'm forgiven

I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
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I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face

I came out wit my shooters, they flamed out and they'll shoot ya
We swang out in the coupes, you hang out wit state troopers
My block jumpin, you block jumpin, hang out and we'll shoot ya
For the last shot, that's a glass shot, bank shot wit that ruger
My pockets got fatter, they faces got more frowned up
This AK'a a shred the beef like burger meat when its ground up
I started from the bottom, you can say the ground up
When I step to the plate, grand slam, damn man, round up
Game over, you still talking, still hating get popped
My time is now, your time is up, you made a tape & it flopped
I'm from a spot, where guns a pop, you can wake up & get shot
Or turn the corner, get pulled over, get tazed up & get locked
I made it out, but I'm grindin, to make it out, I'm trying
You frown ya face, cuz I paid my dues, and I ain't out here lying
I'm on it, I been focused, you ain't notice you can't stop it
But I'm still pushing, that pressure play me tighter than a pants pocket

I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face

Been hustling since 15, since 05 had big dreams
Blueprints in a notebook, young nigga had big schemes
I hit the block, at 6 o'clock, to flip the chop & get the gwop
Then hit the block, ditched the work, hop skipped & ditched the cops
Went straight back to the place that, I first got that case pack
Then slid off in the cut, sparking a dutch, nigga that haze wrap
On the move, sky high, fly by, I blaze that
My dude, pulled up the truck, hopped in the back he got them Ks stacked
I got Ghost, like James when it came time for that powder
Cuz this Kanan like a Tommy, catch a body for that Power
As a Young Buck, I pulled stunts, chasing after that Bank
Remember days, I was dead broke, put 50 cent in the tank
F*ck looking back, I'm looking forward, y'all niggas is losin
The struggle or the glo up, which one is y'all niggas choosin
Push me, I push back, this corner ain't for livin
Righteous by the heart, for my sins, hope I'm forgiven

I'm feeling claustrophobic like I'm running outta space
I'm tryna keep my focus running on this paper chase
If money ain't the motive get the hell up out my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
Say it to my face, Say it to my face
All them niggas talking reckless tell em say it to my face
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Writer: Royce Ripken
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Performed By: Royce Ripken
Length: 4:24
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