| R.I.P. to Flippa |
| (Zaytoven) |
| Huh |
| Metro, Zay |
| Long live Dolph (Metro) |
| Gucci |
| Dolph |
| R.I.P. to Flippa (Flippa), a money-gettin' nigga (My nigga) |
| Had to blaze one up for Dolph (Dolph), don’t think they felt ya like I felt him |
| (I feel him) |
| Same niggas wanna be ya be the ones that come to kill ya (Damn) |
| Now don’t that sound familiar? Your name, they gon' remember |
| Can’t be quiet and go silent, life violent, we still outside |
| Hurt me inside, I can’t hide it, it’s hard to hide |
| Bein' a trap rapper, it’s a miracle if you survive |
| Every day, I pray and thank the Lord that I’m still alive |
| When it comes to legends, Dolph forever in my top five |
| Real life street nigga, never had to tell lies |
| Remember used to rap about weed, he didn’t sell pies |
| Freshest young nigga on the scene, had his own style |
| Don’t take your life for granted, could be gone in seconds (Pyoom) |
| R.I.P. to Dolph, long, long live the legend |
| From Memphis to the 6, they felt you in the bricks |
| The day you died, it broke my heart, a day I won’t forget |
| One thing you know, you’re missed, one thing you know, we pissed |
| It’s Paper Route forever, you know Wop gon' represent |
| You know Glock gon' represent, lil' Tre Tre gon' represent |
| I done shed so many tears, I had to hit the mic and vent |
| I pull up, it’s an event, we pull up, this how it went |
| Threw so much money in Magic, bitches say we paid they rent |
| Million-dollar cars, no tint, we scratched off like, «Where they went?» |
| Know your legacy gon' live on, know exactly what you meant |
| When it comes to independent, man, you are the president |
| For puttin' on your relatives, showin' love, wasn’t hesitant |
| Tryna find the positive, but it’s only negative |
| So much hate and envy out here, I don’t got two fucks to give |
| So this is how it is, gotta die to get your props? |
| Never get your flowers while you’re here, and damn, that says a lot |
| All this senseless violence that I’m seein', I swear it needs to stop |
| Humans killing other human beings almost 'round the clock |
| In a circular, circlin' the block |
| Drop the top, this time for Dolph (For Dolph) |
| Every time you see Guwop this summer, you gon' see it off (Off) |
| Then be careful and stay dangerous every time I leave the house |
| The odds stacked against you in the hood, we tryna make it out |
| Backseat of my Rolls-Royce Phantom playin' Paper Route |
| Like since Dolph died, that’s all I’m bumpin', I can’t take it out |
| Never leave the house without, never do stunt moves for clout |
| If you all about your paper route, then roll one up for Dolph |
| Chopper on my couch, P’s all 'round my house |
| Young nigga, I be fresh as fuck, remindin' you of Dolph |
| That bitch from the South, my name in her mouth |
| This bitch here 'bout her paper routes, her favorite rapper Dolph (It's Dolph) |
| Miss you, homie |
| The whole world miss you |
| I lost a friend, I lost a homie |
| The world lost a friend, lost a father |
| And a son |
| Damn |