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letra de spotlight - a boogie wit da hoodie

[intro]
(we got london on da track)

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
my n-gga, i can see the spotlight and i can see the cameras rollin’
i never thought that it’d be my time, i doubted myself when i was really chosen
you ain’t gang if you ain’t hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain’t even bust at no opps
and my side b-tch cheated on her main n-gga with my gang, it still hurts even though she’s not mine

[verse 1: a boogie wit da hoodie]
and i don’t want no new homies, i’ll probably rob ’em
in miami thirteen deep and we all got it on us
v6, i chartered a trip back
back when i was strugglin’, my mom and my broskies was the only ones to get made
i know they ain’t gon’ never switch up
it’s hard not to forgive my dogs and i put that on my soul
i will never give up, they can’t stop me from goin’ off
late night, outside slidin’ with it, it’s on me
mom said, “be careful, don’t you die on me”
lost some of my broskies i loved and i cared for
if i wasn’t so famous, i would go slide

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie & lil durk]
my n-gga, i can see the spotlight and i can see the cameras rollin’
i never thought that it’d be my time, i doubted myself when i was really chosen
you ain’t gang if you ain’t hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain’t even bust at no opps
and my side b-tch cheated on her main n-gga with my gang, it still hurts even though she’s not mine (smurkio)
[verse 2: lil durk]
grammy nominated to a grammy winner (oh)
if i gave a speech, i would’ve thanked the lowest part of the trenches
rags to riches, my balance ain’t been low in a minute
your ex ain’t got this, this patek, it’s a special edition (yeah, yeah, yeah)
the hood love you when you up, you could be a regular n-gga (oh)
your mama bills late as h-ll, but you be there for them b-tches (be there for them b-tches)
your son had a football game and you ain’t never attended (attended)
your daughter graduated too, but you can never remember
i’m with my brothers wrong or wrong, this the blooda in me (blooda in me)
i’d rather trade the old love for this luxury (luxury)
i lost my brother, no matter what, the sh-t be f-ckin’ with me (f-ckin’ with me)
i’m just a product of my environment, they f-ckin’ with me (f-ckin’ with me)
your n-gga f-ckin’ on your friend, them n-ggas ain’t got no manners (ain’t got no manners)
you gotta trust your instinct, you gotta follow the pattern (follow the pattern)
you ain’t never fall in love, but smurk f-ckin’ you better (f-ckin’ you better)
i’m the one that cuffed you up, got the b-tches so jealous

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
my n-gga, i can see the spotlight and i can see the cameras rollin’
i never thought that it’d be my time, i doubted myself when i was really chosen
you ain’t gang if you ain’t hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain’t even bust at no opps (you ain’t bust at no opps)
and my side b-tch cheated on her main n-gga with my gang, it still hurts even though she’s not mine (not mine)

- a boogie wit da hoodie

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