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[Intro]
Boule- Boulevard
Boule- Boulevard
Boulevard
Boulevard
2-2-5-1 burn up though, my nigga I got you
[Verse 1]
Look
„Get home safe”, that’s what the feds say
Only real niggas, no dead weight
Ain’t got no punchlines
Ain’t got no segues
Nigga
R.I.P. Redway
I am but a man
I don’t understand
I know this in your plan, you took him by your hand but
I would say a nigga’s understated
Look the reverend in the face and tell him „God is overrated”
Like, don’t you know he got a family
Don’t you know he got a mother
Some of y’all lost a friend
I just lost a fucking brother
He was finally hitting his stride, at his best
In an industry full of fakes, that’s the last real nigga left
And you took him, now he gone
No, he never coming home
No, he never coming back, put it in the wrap
Put it in the racks
[Hook]
Boule- Boulevard
Boule- Boule- Boulevard
Boulevard
Boule- Boulevard
R.I.P
[Verse 2]
Okay
Our fire was fire we played
Insane how your frame could be jaded
Pain ain’t fading away
Life could change in a day
Mike was making his cake
Flighting the greatness of faith for all the 'Sauga niggas
You was lighting and paving the way
In this shroud of darkness
[?]
Comforted me when I was disheartened
You said „Young John River, nigga, you are just starting
Mississauga niggas, and we double parking in this bitch”
Now you’re dead, I can’t believe it’s true
When the last thing you said was „Nigga, I believe in you”
I spoke to your brother, he cried tears of sadness
First six hours, I cried tears of madness
All the IG photos niggas want to throw up
But when you had to show
Nobody want to show up
We do more for the dead
Than we do when they’re alive
You never had the gas
My niggas always had to drive
Toyota Corolla or the Nissan
Tried to put me on
[?]
Coming for your breath
'Sauga City niggas and we’re coming for your fucking head
Boxcut her fucking dreads
Headknock her fucking chest
I always going hard
I’m going hard and now my nigga dead
My nigga Red
[Bridge]
So go and get the tissues
I won’t lie, me and Wondagurl miss you
[?] fucking miss you
Tony fucking miss you
Tyler Ennis fucking miss you
[?] miss you
Your momma fucking miss you
The whole block miss you
I read the fucking news, the whole city fucking miss you
I promise Imma get it
I promise I’m the one
I promise that I’m next, and Imma get the funds
And when I fucking get it Imma tell them till I’m done
You know the ones
You know the ones
You know the ones
You know the ones
Boule- Boule- Boule-
You know the ones
Aye, you know the ones
Boule- Boule- Boule-
Boule- Boule- Boule-
Boule- Boulevard
[Hook]
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