Текст песни The Ruler - Kahrion

My boulevard, Austin
Blowin out the pound n ain't walkin
Smoke look like exhaust and
Old hoes still talkin
I'm a artist but I ain't starvin
Yo queen Jus my harlot
Rambe a sharp shooter
Yo hoe was jus my target
I ain't even get to knew her
Out the same dirt as that sewer
Jus lit the wood in my uber
Pelle coats for my troop
New brakes, new paint, fresh flakes
All cash, no trace
3 Deep unsafe
Got good faith
Hop on the eway open up
Motor big like TK
Got bitches in the 347 that's down for a 3way
Put all the bread in triple up get it back like a rebate
Put all ma eggs in I can't go back now like D day
Cute redbone fat ass hit it every night on replay
Rambe wit the troop nilla bean coupe off white cheesecake

It's in my voice
All in my walk
All in my pride

You will never know the pain that im holding inside
I cannot cry, can't see the shit come from my eyes
Got my hands dirty bitch, is u still gone ride
If the door kick in is u still gone ride
If they ever get a nigga is u still gone write
I'm the realest nigga u den fucked wit in yo life
Can't pay for pussy when bitches on me like rice
Put water on her in the winter froze her ice
I'm takin chances I'm out here rollin my dice