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letra de no label - almighty jay

no label lyrics
[intro]
woah, woah, oh, ohh
yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea

[verse 1]
tell them what i did
you won’t tell them i looked out for you a couple times
when you couldn’t pay your rent
you gonna lie and say i didn’t (i didn’t)
you ain’t gonna tell them i sent my steppers to step on your behalf
when you was beefing with them n-ggas
had to lock in with myself
i had to focus on my business (business)
i know you f-cked my dawg
but you still lied and said you didn’t (lied and said you didn’t)
god forgive, i don’t so don’t come ask me for forgiveness
watched my closest homies change it turned me into a menace
we give out body bags, a lot of cash, i bought her a prada bag
her face wasn’t all that but i still f-cked cause she got a lot of ass
my dawg can get anything he want from me
he knows he ain’t gotta ask
gotta b-tch from the hood and she street smart but she got a lot of class

[verse 2]
i took them letters out my name, they started saying i was switching up
i then been down a couple times and you wasn’t there to come pick me up
i got a call from the hood, word around town they was trying to come stick me up
i got a call from my auntie, she said my cousin died i was sick as f-ck
you change up and i didn’t make you
just because i love you i won’t save you
you’re my brother no cain and abel
i’m the one that put food on the table
i felt like i didn’t have a voice i started beefing with my label
they didn’t care i was down and out, they didn’t give a f-ck that i wasn’t stable
they already knew i was hard but they was just hating
they didn’t wanna give me my credit
you turned your back you’re a fraud
my homies was snakes
i had to learn to accept it
i put my hood on my back but that wasn’t enough for them
then my own cousin turned jealous
i love my auntie to death, but if he ever try me i gotta send him to heaven
[verse 3 & chorus]
woah
ain’t been to church, i hit my knees and pray
fn in my pants like f-ck a n-gga, my lawyer gonna beat the case
i ain’t trying to ignore you, i’m not in the mood i just need some sp-ce
my moma worried about me, she knew i was hurting last time she seen my face
$50,000 for this cuban, i’m trying to f-ck who trying to link
when the last time i used a rubber on a b-tch, hold on i’m trying to think
she keep a handing me casamigos, i get in my feelings everytime i drink
you can’t play me for a b-tch, i know i’m a real n-gga everytime i blink
i can’t stress no b-tch i’m not that one n-gga from ‘black ink’
anderson street almighty, i’m still the same n-gga from the back street
they didn’t know it was a track hawk, they know we did a hit out a black jeep
the same rap b-tch that threw dirt on my name
sucked my d-ck in the backseat
you nasty

- almighty jay

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