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letra de brody - black soprano family & heem b$f

[intro: elcamino]
yo
this that sh-t right here, like
that type of sh-t that we be on, like, at an early age (jansport j)
seasoned vets
yo, yo, yo

[verse 1: elcamino]
was restless, chain smokin’ soon as the stress hits
i was reckless because i knew i was protected
soon as this check hit, i’ma go buy a bigger necklace, investments
it ain’t really much question ’bout who the best is, blessings
i’m the king on board like how chess is
uh, we the young n-ggas that’s bringin’ back the essence
room full of all my rich homies, i learned lessons
makin’ six figures, that’s one of my new obsessions
the streets made me this way, these are my confessions
i would’ve risked it all for a stack and the new 11s
i wasn’t always connected, at first, i sold sevens
me with no hustle, that’s like a church with no reverend
the streets don’t love n0body, she still gon’ let you f-ck
you been in it for a minute and you still ain’t catchin’ up
i been winnin’ for a minute and still don’t feel like i’m up
i done did a lot of sh-t and feel i still ain’t done enough
[chorus: elcamino & heem b$f]
i’ma go and get this cake so we can all shine
can’t believe we made it through them hard times
had my back against the wall up in the hallway
i can’t believe that we made it through them hard days
they ain’t wanna give me sh-t, i had to take mine
i can’t believe we made it through them hard times (uh, uh)
had my back against the wall up in the hallway (uh, they know)
i can’t believe that we made it through them hard days (uh)

[verse 2: heem b$f]
it’s like everybody wanna be big and wanna be pac
wanna be the trigger man, but don’t wanna be shot
wanna be like nas or jay, dipset, or the lox
master p in no limit, free and beans with the roc
all the hustlin’ i did, tryna be like my pops
had me stressin’ in the crib, on the run from the cops (i was on the run, n-gga)
n-ggas from my old class, they wanna be opps
that hatin’ sh-t don’t last, you wanna be in my spot
this fifty bands in cold cash, got this sh-t off a block
and them stories that i tell true sh-t ’bout my block
lil’ resi’ on the scale, extra grams in the pot
started off slingin’ bales twelve hundred a pop
this when face was still home, before mike got shot
right at tia front door, before the block got hot
i had an old .38 before the glock that c-ck
and did my first hand to hand in front of julio’s shop, it go, uh
[chorus: elcamino]
i’ma go and get this cake so we can all shine
can’t believe we made it through them hard times
had my back against the wall up in the hallway
i can’t believe that we made it through them hard days
they ain’t wanna give me sh-t, i had to take mine
i can’t believe we made it through them hard times
had my back against the wall up in the hallway
i can’t believe that we made it through them hard days

- black soprano family heem bf

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