letra de coldboii - free shota - coldboii
[intro]
cash out onna a coldboii song yk it a banger
money gon’ hurt you, i know you don’t feel me
n-ggas talkin’ crazy, boy, i swear that sh-t k!ll me
forever, forever
as long as you real, we gon’ always be together
[verse 1]
label tryna tell me to switch my style
say i’m in the hood too much and i’m too wild
long as y’all get yours, i’ma get mine
old lawyer taking xan, probably gotta sit down
county just called, hope they free my dawg
when sh-t ain’t going right, wish it was me and not y’all
f-ck paying the lawyer, bro, i wanna come get you
wish you had a bond, you know money ain’t the issue (the issue)
[chorus]
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
swear to god, bro, i wish that i could comе get you
all those peoplе ’round really ain’t my n-ggas
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
still doing work for my son
still in my bag, still on my own
[verse 2]
shota just wrote me, doggy bone, you got it
keep making us proud or all of this sh-t don’t matter
i’ma hold it down, still write my letters
b-tch come around, must’ve seen my patek
still selling to the addict, used to be the way i eat
send a wocky to my dad, say he been having problems sleepin’
keep my music to myself, really don’t wanna do no features
i can’t wait ’til i see you, fill you in on what’s happenin’
n-ggas hating on me, prolly mad that i’m a rapper
i had to check the luggage, can’t be traveling, too much baggage
i thought n-ggas was happy, real talk, i seen it all
rip to rece, you the one i see in all us
[chorus]
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
swear to god, bro, i wish that i could come get you
all those people ’round really ain’t my n-ggas
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
still doing work for my son
still in my bag, still on my own
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
swear to god, bro, i wish that i could come get you
all those people ’round really ain’t my n-ggas
and, yeah, a n-gga still doing wrong, still
yeah, i still pick up the phone, still
still doing work for my son
still in my bag
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