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letra de holy style - aint that g

please lord forgive the sinner
who started in the losing team and scores the winner
exotic places, can hold the coldest winter
where brother with the heat will make your mum shiver
done my longest runs on havaianas
cracks on my walls were filled with marijuana
dream of a baller, when i played in my pijamas
autie used to call us monkeys for money we go bananas
chains on my n-ggas will link us to my ancestors
we will f-ck the world, not even condoms will protect us
from slavеry to grind, hustle was our professor
thats the rеason why restless until we lay breathless
they took our gold and left us with the holy bible
in my cup i pour spirit and told my brother i got you
may our seeds grow, lets harvest the holy ciicle
sister screaming oh jesus, this might be his new revival
its an alleluya, dont let these man fool ya
they would scr-pe the dirt off if they really knew ya
f-ck these rumours, media is for losers
tv feed you info that will eventually consume ya
we came for the money bro, thats our fetish
read inbetween, its a slaughterhouse scheme
know n-ggas who sold tablets like chemist
just get their hands on some sick white timbs
better to give then receive, only now ive learned
if only one sides providing, tables will turn
told her cease the fire attitude before the curtains burns
cause at any chance given n-ggas will lurk
i guess its time for g to elevate
far from god, and rap is far from a mistake
90s kid , bless the less fortunate
cookies had no fortune we dealt with expiry dates
its a better life that we sick
but boys in the hood they always wanna bring you back
ok god say turn the other cheek
never mentioned avoid clapping back
never paid attention to who would really hate, all i know is grind, we get cash then we skate
compair me to prince harry, know my n-ggas can relate
crown me & ill fill the palace with bare renegades
they tried to clock me, but never on time
talk in past sense cause im ahead of my time
n-ggas catch smoke cause im fire with rhymes
pen game so insane, i keep careers in line
pardon me, tendecies of letting metaphores speak
when n-ggas really hungry, we find ways to eat
lone wolfs dont share they meat, so do we
rap what i live on gram, gram doesnt rep what i live
yummy mummy, got n-ggas movin crazy
suck my d-ck like a newborn but i dont call her baby
keep hoes on hold, line looking long lately
s-x is medicine, shes been patiently waiting
respected cause i got up, every man gets to fall
hated because we went big, nevet stayed small
money’s on the line but they dont pick up the call
scouts on the block way before we get to ball
elevated game, they say whats up me
grinding so hard, fans claim im gifted like a xmas tree
heavy metaphors, dont know why n-ggas tend to riddle me
gyal pon me king size but she ain’t worth no royalty
type of player that dont settle with short scores
im shaq on the come up all i do is smash boards
married to the games, hated by the in laws
cause they wanna play heart, and thats sh-ts no goals

they gon hate you now!
their idols aind doin so well
they gon hate you now!
living legends see me as a h-ll
they use to love you nuh!?
cause i wasn’t doin so well
well they gon hate you now
im trynna make my name ring bells

- aint that g

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