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letra de jpay - dee watkins

[intro]
pull up mingus, we gon’ slide
yo benji

[chorus]
i just talked to my cousin on the jpay
sent him some money and pictures
i know that made his day
i gotta make sure that your momma and son straight
imma try to do the best i can to take the pain away
and f-ck the judge, they don’t love us
can’t walk a mile in our shoes, how can you judge us
poverty child, man i swear my life was f-cked up
but now i’m up, i just thank the man above us
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse #1]
hard times, that’s what made us
all i know is stay down and stay prayed up
and you can lock us all up but you can’t break us
long as i’m happy, i don’t care about being famous
tell ’em free cap
can’t wait till’ he back
it’s deeper than rap
thеy want us stuck in that trap
i got some racks in my jeans
i got that glock in my lap
i wear my hеart on my sleeve
i put that pain in my raps
yeah, yeah, yeah
long live nique, i love that n-gga like my own child
i got some n-ggas that’s been gone for a long time
i can’t do sh-t but put my n-ggas in my songs now
can’t live that same life when was kids
n-gga we grown now
lately i’ve been reaching my goals
n-gga thought he was a k!ller
up that stick and he froze
i can’t call you my brother if we ain’t share the same clothes
nah forreal, that how it is
that’s how deep that sh-t go (n-gga, ay)
free my n-ggas sleeping in them cell blocks
tell the judge i got some n-ggas i need to bail out
how i make it through that struggl cuz i pray a lot
like ufc, i got that game in a headlock
i had to cut some n-ggas off, they was holding me back
they don’t know sh-t about my life
they just know that he rap
you still hanging out with that n-gga
you know he a rat
be smarter than that
[chorus]
i just talked to my cousin on the jpay
sent him some money and pictures
i know that made his day
i gotta make sure that your momma and son straight
imma try to do the best i can to take the pain away
and f-ck the judge, they don’t love us
can’t walk a mile in our shoes, how can you judge us
poverty child, man i swear my life was f-cked up
but now i’m up, i just thank the man above us
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- dee watkins

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