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letra de lemons (feat. e-bang) - a-wax

[hook: e-bang]
my momma used to tell me don’t believe them songs
’cause real life gangsters don’t live that long
and i know, and i know
all the young n-ggas fake and they don’t wanna be real
’cause all the real n-ggas either dead or in jail
and i know, and i know

[verse 1: e-bang]
now pops told me get a [?] for him and put to rest
moms told me get a real job and be a success
my n-ggas told me hit that weed, pop that tec
the b-tches be like “bang, you ain’t rollin’ yet?”
now moms told me be humble, pops told me i can’t
my n-ggas told me ball out and go hard in the paint
and that there’ll drive a sane man crazy
i made lemonade with the lemons life gave me

[verse 2: a-wax]
[?], youngest daughter’s twelve now
hard to be a father when [?] still has you held down
all of us were heaven sent, but some of us are h-ll bound
i’ve been f-cked up ever since they taught me how to sell pounds
take away narcotics, sh-t, i might’ve had a scholarship
instead of trusting people with some work they don’t know how to flip
bustin’ at my enemies we accidentally shot a b-tch
accidentally shoot a b-tch you find out who ya partners is
all that sh-t we did, “i feel resposible,” my momma said
g-ngb-ngin’, sellin’ dope, bribin’, did all kind of sh-t
goin’ to the [?] would help me see like an optometrist
broke so many hearts along the way, a couple promises
i recall when we were young and dumb, a couple novices
wantin’ credit for it so we brought people to watch the sh-t
never factored in the fact that people like to talk and sh-t
people get to talkin’ and the police come to lock up sh-t

[skit]
[person 1]
bruh i’m tryna tell you, ever since this motherf-ckin’ piano done showed up, everythang be f-ckin’ up, we gotta get rid of this motherf-cka

[person 2]
uh… [?]

- a wax

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