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letra de sleeping on couches and floors - davy fresh

[verse 1]
i got floss, i got dough, i got hoes, yeah
i can stunt on a n-gga if i want, what you mean?
i’m a g, i got cheese, like it’s mickey d’s
if you know me, then you know me, don’t be acting like we homies
most of these n-ggas phony, just be plottin’ behind your back
it’s a trap, caught you slipping in the motherf-ckin’ ac’
and the hood we come from, don’t n0body wanna go to
getting by judged by the color of our skin, like it’s cool
and the judge throwing books at these kids like it’s school
and my brothers gave they life, had to sit behind the wall
smoking weed just to calm us, any day we gon’ fall
some of my homies got they phone tappеd, we don’t talk
some of my homies turnеd to rats, motherf-ckin’ animorphs
and it’s hard to cut the bullsh-t that n-ggas talk about
n-ggas’ lives ain’t real, they just running at the mouth
n-ggas’ lives ain’t real, they just running at the mouth, yeah

[chorus]
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies got promoted in the trap
some of my homies lying dead in a casket
you don’t wanna grow up trying to live backwards

[post-chorus]
before the cars, jewelry, and shows
i was sleeping on the couch and the floors
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies still dying while they in the trap
[verse 2]
don’t pursue me if you know just who we be
come to your street and turn that sh-t to halloween, ayy
i do this solo with the .44, i go loco
you call the po-po every time you moving solo
we not the same, don’t call my name, you not my kin, yeah
i move with weapons that’ll turn you boys to men, listen
i’m on my sh-t, pimpin’, i got that jordan-pippen
rest in peace to dmx ’cause we was used to slippin’, listen

[chorus]
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies got promoted in the trap
some of my homies lying dead in a casket
you don’t wanna grow up having to live backwards

[post-chorus]
before the cars, jewelry, and shows
i was in the trenches with my foes
i was moving forward, they went backwards
wrote ’em letters and i saw ’em in a casket, yeah

[chorus]
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies got promoted in the trap
some of my homies lying dead in a casket
you don’t wanna grow up trying to live backwards
[post-chorus]
before the cars, jewelry, and shows
i was sleeping on the couch and the floors
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies still dying while they in the trap

[chorus]
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies got promoted in the trap
some of my homies lying dead in a casket
you don’t wanna grow up trying to live backwards

[post-chorus]
before the cars, jewelry, and shows
i was sleeping on the couch and the floors
you ain’t never had to live like that
some of my homies still dying while they in the trap

- davy fresh

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