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letra de moe life lyrics (feat. noke-d & toya) - big moe

(-talking-)
still paying dues, ain’t that right moe-yo
yeah, you gotta pay your dues man (ha)
we still getting it, yes sir
it don’t never stop, wreckshop (wreckshop)

[hook: toya & noke d]
everyday i’m living, to leave this game
praying one day, that my n-gg-z will see the same
gotta make that money mayn
i’m on the grind, trying hard to get the finer things
(lord knows i wanna leave, i hope that you feeling me
i pray that it’s meant to be, i’m stacking my currensy
paying duuu-uuu-uuues
i don’t wanna lose, this game)

[big moe]
i remember putting fed time, on the line
selling drank in the morning, until i lay down
through the streets of 3rd ward, when times are getting hard
from lucky seven and jewel, when he be jack mob
it was back in 9-2, up in high school
i wanted to sing, but still i was paying dues
fast money had a n-gg-, trying to shine mayn
from i got one a dolla-dolla, trying to hit stangs
with my mama and my brother, on side of me
my name is m-o-e, slash barre baby
now looking back at my life, and i’m starting to see
from my father that’s up above, it was meant to be

[hook]

[big moe]
i’ve been scratching the surface, trying to get a lil’ do’
slide through the hood, distributing 10-4
remember moe, from a 3rd ward house
ha-ha, i done been fly
and then baby 9-8, with the windows tinted up
on the way to screw house, still cutting me a dub
the hood was tough, but i called a n-gg- bluff
monnie got the drank, and she’ll bust
the vehicle stayed loaded, with a lil’ something purple
the barre baby came out, with a lil’ syrup in his gurble
job, doing a year county behind bars
hour midnight about two, and i’m riding through 3rd ward
and i heard god, about in ’98
my little brother hit the penn, in the streets touching yay
i’m puffing bay, trying to let my stress go
i wanna stop, but my mother still in the ghetto

[hook]

- big moe

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