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Asap Rocky - Ladi Radi Rip Lyrics

Ladi Radi (RIP)* Lyrics[Intro]
Everything is fine, you got your good things
And you've got mine
In Heaven, everything is fine
Yeah, alright
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I wonder if Heaven got space for me
I wonder if God got a big heart, and if so, if he got a place for me
Come on y'all, pray for me
Huh, hater stay away from me
Livin' in the fairy tale of make-believe
Makeup, silicone and Maybeline
Uh, two-tone, blue stones, toe peasants
They can only wish you death whеn you flex this
Tooth gold, two old Rolexes
Bluе eye, white guy on my necklace
White lies, blue notes so I'm precious
Bet they try to get to Heaven off leverage
Wonder if Heaven got a section for my ethnic
Nowadays, I say a prayer 'fore my next lick

[Chorus]
R-I-P, when I R-I-P
When I R-I-P
Wonder if Heaven got a place for a nigga like me
When I R-I-P
When I R-I-P
Like R-I-P
When I D-I-E
Hope Heaven got a place for a G

[Verse 2]
Might not make it up to Heaven, homie
Used to run around with hammers on me
Used to roll around with blickys with 'em
Actin' up and when the liquor hit 'em
Everybody out the jammer, homie
They was tryna put the slammers on me
I'ma talk in front the Sammy's, homie
Knockin' niggas out on camera, homie
Baking soda, Arm & Hammer, homie
Give a fuck, your bitch or grandma, homie
Wildin' like I got the hammer on me
Even we ain't got the hammer, homie
Where you goin', tell your grandma, homie
Better get it dawg, if you feelin' frog
Leapin', nigga leap, sleepin' with the dawgs
Sleepin' with the sheep, rest in peace to Mall

Might not make it up to Heaven, homie
Used to run around with hammers on me
Used to roll around with blickys with 'em
Actin' up and when the liquor hit 'em
Everybody out the jammer, homie
They was tryna put the slammers on me
I'ma talk in front the Sammy's, homie
Knockin' niggas out on camera, homie
Baking soda, Arm & Hammer, homie
Give a fuck, your bitch or grandma, homie
Wildin' like I got the hammer on me
Even we ain't got the hammer, homie
Where you goin', tell your grandma, homie
Better get it dawg, if you feelin' frog
Leapin', nigga leap, sleepin' with the dawgs
Sleepin' with the sheep, rest in peace to Mall

[Outro]
I don't know why everybody beefin'
Especially when everybody eatin'
He don't even say, he hardly speakin'
[?] They hide and seekin'
[?] of the [?]
Got all this blood on my hand
Dirty money in my pants
Pray to the nigga upstairs
In Heaven, everything is fine
In Heaven, everything is fine
In Heaven, everything is fine
Your got your good things and I've got mine