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letra de venting - ambjaay

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ay, it cost to live like this you hear me

i be thinkin’ to myself i’m better alone
touch down with that bag, i’m pat mahomes
he tryna be like me, these n-ggas be clones
i got my own f-ckin’ problems, stop callin’ my phone
n-gga mad at his b-tch, she playin’ my song
every day i wake up, i’m havin’ it on

when i pop out, i’m packin’ a pole
i’m the type to put money way before these hoes
you hear me, yeah, i’m loafed up
she put the doonies on me
oh my yesus i got soakеd up
i ain’t the same lil’ jaay, i done glowеd up
nowadays, i pull up to the scene, all frozed up
i don’t need n0body on the hood, i don’t give no f-cks
this a baby chop, sliced in half like a cold cut
i don’t care about no n-gga, i’m like, so what

how i get so much hate when i show love
talkin’ to the mic, that’s the only thing i vent to
if i don’t like a n-gga, we gon’ put him on the menu
we’ll clap him like some fans at a venue
n-ggas mad i’m doin’ things that they can’t do
they like, jaay, you the one, i’m like, thank you
get in your bag, that’ll make a n-gga hate you
sometimes i think, like, d-mn, what should jaay do

and you know we havin’ bands to the face, too
yeah, i’m feelin’ like i’m a.i, yeah, i got the answers
seen a bad thang i want, and i gotta blamp her
i’m the n-gga havin’ hoes, but i’m not santa
sh-t, it’s me against the world, i’m tony montana

sometimes i say, f-ck rap, but i keep goin
when it get hard, who the f-ck can i lean on
havin’ thoughts, how i could put the team on

n-ggas talk behind your back before vlone
we the n-ggas dishing smoke like cheech and
chong
it’ll go up in this b-tch, bet not breathe wrong

hit a b-tch playin’ uno, that’s my theme song
f-ckin’ b-tches gettin’ money, what i be on
you know that feelin’ when your back against the wall
if you ain’t bout that life, lil’ n-gga, don’t get involved

the homie pass, man, i swear i hate to get that call
dreams and nightmares, but we still gon’ ball
sh-t, how much pain can you take
i know my heart hurt, but i’m still standin’ straight
i’m thuggin’ by my lonely
cause most of these n-ggas fake
foriegn cars and driveways
big mansion with a lake
on the gang

ay, it cost to live like this you hear me

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