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letra de all my life - big k.r.i.t.

[intro: big k.r.i.t.]
ayy, ayy

[verse 1: big k.r.i.t.]
ayy, ayy
ayy, i’m a throwed young n-gga from the ‘sip
i gotta get money ’cause i just can’t wait
these n-ggas talk a lot of jive but i can see it in their eyes
that a lot of people out here fake
i [?] up in a old school chevy already
with the screen tucked off in my dash
and watch them haters roll by with that hatred in their eyes
and i’m screaming out “how you love that?”
since i was young i was told to get funds
and no matter what they say, stay on my grind
i drop a friend that ain’t been in there through the struggle
’cause nowadays them n-ggas try to take your shine
all white on thе chevy with the suicide doors
i likе to call it kurt cobain
now all the j’s around my neighborhood try to sniff my ride
’cause i’m reekin’ just like cocaine
ayy, what up?

[chorus: gennessee]
all my life, all my life, all my life
all my life, all my life, all my life
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
[verse 2: big k.r.i.t.]
ayy, ayy, chea
i been down like four flat tires on a lac
swinging hard ’cause they know i’m throwed
i know the whip [?] and the paint’s still candy
just let me get the b-tterfly doors
and when you see us, shawty, better get your ass up
all this motivation, pimp, better get your cash up
i want it tucked in the ceiling and the floor
get money then i stack it ’til it stack no more
third [?] representor, mississippi [?]
[?] i do it for my hood
got on the grind while the others were reclined
now i’m big boy balling and i’m grippin’ on wood
ayy, what up?

[verse 3: big k.r.i.t.]
chea
rolex on my wrist, couple polo outfits
and i’m feelin’ like life be a b-tch
[?]
ain’t no need to ask him if we gettin’ rich
ball in the club and the shawties show me love
i’m a mouthpiece k!ller and i do it for the south
yeah, i’ma [?] on the ride way back in ’05
i heard ’em talkin’ bout i just touched down
and all the og’s riding and the real n-ggas reppin’
’cause they know that i say what i feel
now the boy turn heads and my pocket gettin’ fed
’cause i made noise then got myself a deal
ayy, what up?
[chorus: gennessee]
all my life, all my life, all my life
all my life, all my life, all my life
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’
all my life i been hustlin’

- big k r i t

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