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letra de 297 parkside - black soprano family

[intro: elcamino & ella andall]
we are different people, different races
woo
different aspirations, different places
yo, uh, yo

[verse 1: elcamino]
i made the block on my own
n0body taught me a thing, my house wasn’t a home
my whip wasn’t a wraith, my kicks wasn’t the js
all i had was a gun, i’m still stuck in my ways
i’m always smokin’ a blunt, i’m always holdin’ a gun
i’ve always been the n-gga to give the people what they want, uh
bein’ broke made me humble, now i got no choice but to stunt (i got no choice, n-gga)
i stayed down on my ten so long, i f-cked up my ones
i could have had an m but was dumb and was done (word)
spending more than i madе, that’s how i f-cked up my ones
i done stackеd up a fortune, i could get up my sons and my daughter
how could i fall off when i’m walkin’ on water and tims?
ridin’ around, listening to myself in the benz (skrrt)
i remember when i didn’t have a quarter
now i’m a six figure n-gga, i work out in diadoras
survival of the fittest, i’m a lion in the forest
shootin’ dice with the k!llers, from the streets now we corporate
still got pounds for the low, but that’s just a nail in the coffin
still keep one in the head and i leave the rest in the cartridge
we used to run the streets, now we rich so we be joggin’
[chorus: stove god cooks & rick hyde]
we been bangin’ ‘kiss, screamin’ “we gon’ make it” (we gon’ make it)
we measure your success by the size of your sp-ceship (size of your sp-ceship)
started with an ounce, now we cookin’ like eighty-six (eighty-six)
how we go from an ounce to whippin’ eighty-six? (eighty-six)
hope they don’t come for me, these just wishful thoughts (wishful thoughts)
we had bricks in the door (bricks in the door)
we had bricks in the door (we had bricks in the door)
now we got skyboxes and seats on the floor
i hope they don’t come for me, no, no, no (i hope they don’t come for me)
i pray they don’t come knockin’ on no door (i pray they don’t come, no, no)
we had bricks in the door (uh, yeah, bricks in the door)
(this is different, black soprano family)
i pray they don’t come for us (come for us)

[verse 2: rick hyde]
i’ma be fresh as h-ll if the feds watchin’, cookin in my gallery (whip, whip)
turnin’ what i love into a salary (that money)
some n-ggas switched sides (sides)
in that same moment, would’ve became casualties (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
lesson learned, you just gotta let it burn like calories (like calories)
we was young thuggin’, dirt pluggin’, didn’t really earn nothin’ (didn’t really earn nothin’)
my first dozen only got me eight, like kirk cousins
once i figured out my issues, it was numbers for the whole summer (yeah)
gave this one n-gga a tester, he put his whole thumb in (up)
ten, eleven shots with the switch on (brr, brr, brr), i was just so runner
we taggin’ sh-t, but this ain’t a pedicure, get your toes done up (yeah, haha)
from the march jack, make you go zoom, n-gga, f-ck that (f-ck that, n-gga)
this rap sh-t like my b-tch when we text fight, all caps (all cap, n-gga)
my homies got they spot like an apple store, all maps (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
i just come collect what i’m askin’ for, all stacks (i need mines)
i missed the plug call while recordin’, i pray he call back
black soprano family or nothin’, n-gga, that’s all facts (big bsf, n-gga)
[chorus: stove god cooks & rick hyde]
we been bangin’ ‘kiss, screamin’ “we gon’ make it” (we gon’ make it, uh, yeah)
we measure your success by the size of your sp-ceship (size of your sp-ceship)
started with an ounce, now we cookin’ like eighty-six (eighty-six)
how we go from an ounce to whippin’ eighty-six? (eighty-six)
hope they don’t come for me, these just wishful thoughts (wishful thoughts)
we had bricks in the door (bricks in the door)
we had bricks in the door (we had bricks in the door)
now we got skyboxes and seats on the floor
i hope they don’t come for me, no, no, no (no, no, no)
i pray they don’t come knockin’ on no door (i pray they don’t come, no, no)
we had bricks in the door (bricks in the door)
i pray they don’t come for us (come for us)

- black soprano family

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