Ecstatic Lyrics – Rylo Rodriguez

Read the full Ecstatic lyrics by Rylo Rodriguez from the album S.K.A.T.E. along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Rylo Rodriguez like Kount Ya Hat and Endless Cups.

[Chorus]
One way in, one way out
This s*it a death trap
Running with men
Who catch a body but don’t rep that
Had killers behind me
Who started hating
I took a step back
Let them n!ggas get in front of me
How feel you need a plate
And you wasn’t out there tryna hunt with m
ot n!ggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up

Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup
Judge gave him a life
I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel
I know you fu*ked bro but I ain’t gon’ mention it to you I’m playa

[Verse 1]
I passed you the ball
It ain’t my fault n!gga you blew the layup
Broke behind the walls
Couldn’t buy no phone
They ain’t reading his mail
Suicidal thoughts
He ain’t that strong
Who else need a new prayer
I be wanna take everybody from out the hood but I know I can’t
I be wanna stop sinning but everyday go by I want a pint
And you n!ggas keep tempting me to go and catch a body
I had just talked to Boomouth before they killed him in the projects
So much weight up on my shoulders
N!ggas I love hit the dolly
You d!ck riding
Got every dollar you own in your pocket
Just tryna fit in
On the road to riches I pulled off on em’
They ain’t want to get in
Dawg say he would’ve committed suicide if he ain’t have no kids

But he ain’t got no friends
Bruh got caught with firearms
He stacking up on his gens
Momma still in that same house where her fam died in the den
Life so hard he bought veneers in hopes that, that would make him grin

[Chorus]
One way in, one way out
This s*it a death trap
Running with men
Who catch a body but don’t rep that
Had killers behind me
Who started hating
I took a step back
Let them n!ggas get in front of me (Know you ain’t but they you)
Got n!ggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up
Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup
Judge gave him a life
I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel
I know you fu*ked bro but I ain’t gon’ mention it to you I’m playa

[Verse 2]
Twenty years in a cell, left you
They forget the mail
Twenty years in a cell
You do two if you tell
Hope all rats die
I know a n!gga who told still in the jail
Don’t cut that b!tch n!gga time short he ain’t got no lion heart
See a dancer and shed a tear
My brother died inside a strip club
He come off PC, I send a inmate to go and stick cuz
Streets like the gym
You want a cut but you ain’t built for it
Pulled up tryna fu*k but she tryna wait
I called the Lyft for her
Lifestyle we living come with death
Just know I’m built for it
FaceTiming with Big Ty hoping he’ll stay free
I turned a G-Shock to a Rollie to a new AP
In hope we see

[Chorus]
One way in, one way out
This s*it a death trap
Running with men
Who catch a body but don’t rep that
Had killers behind me
Who started hating
I took a step back
Let them n!ggas get in front of me
How feel you need a plate
And you wasn’t out there tryna hunt with m
ot n!ggas on your team hating but they still tell you to huddle up
Solitaire, I made a mistake and put my earrings in a double cup
Judge gave him a life
I be wanna reunite with Lil Kel
I know you fu*ked bro but I ain’t gon’ mention it to you I’m playa

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S*it so fu*ked up my n!gga died at his funeral ain even cry
Hope he don’t think I don’t love him or some tho
When you get some money, you get a thousand more problems
I got to turn myself in, in my prime
My cousin died, let a n!gga put a battery in his back
He know that wasn’t him
Just tryna fit in
On the road to riches I pulled off on ’em
They ain’t wanna get in
Dawg say he would’ve committed suicide if he ain’t have no kids
He ain’t got no friends
They keep shooting his mama house up
Now she want him to move
Plus he ain’t going to school
Out the window, drive by or walk up
No matter what you choose
Long as you hit your dude