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letra de against me - doe boy

[chorus]
young n-gga what you gon’ do when they ain’t with you
i don’t trust n0body just me and my pistol
i’ve got some n-ggas that are knocked in the system
got to take time, tell ‘em i miss ‘em
for these n-ggas don’t know what i’ve done been through
middle finger when they’re all against you
got all of these n-ggas against me
streets gettin’ jealous they keep tryin’a trick me
got all these haters in my city, n-ggas gon’ make me squeeze until it’s empty
so it’s f-ck you to whoever ain’t with me, shoot whoever that’s ridin’ against me
for all these n-ggas don’t know what i’ve been through
middle finger when they’re all against you
got all these n-ggas against me
dealin’ with all of this hate in my city

[verse 1]
still feel like all of my n-ggas against me, who should i trust it’s just me and this fifty
feel like you plottin’ – i’m comin’ to get you
don’t believe me? just go ask you a enemy
i’ve got some n-ggas that come from my city
they came up with me and now they miss me
n-ggas get mad at me when they ain’t with me
i ain’t been fakin’ my n-gga, i’m busy
i’m feelin’ you only grindin’ by fame, me and these rappers are nowhere the same
posted in hood and i wear all of my chains, don’t worry about n0body touchin’ them thangs
n-ggas will use you and then they will trade, i’ll make all of them wish that they stayed
you ain’t gon’ die for me like johnny blaze, [?] rob my ways
gang gang or it’s no gang, only one side, n-gga that’s mine
ain’t no both sides, ain’t no in between, if you one of them then it’s max [?]
say to my n-gga i know that they fakin’, told me he love me but he really hatin’
whoever thought this young n-gga will make it, whoever thought this young n-gga will make it

[verse 2]
they told me heaters i don’t wanna use them, send their location they pull up and shoot ‘em
got to stay cool and ignore alll these problems, they tryin’a pull me back to the bottom
n-gga i’ve bought some stuff tryin’a live it, i rap about it ‘cause i really did it
[?] fellon i ain’t failed a mission, you can [?] and can tell i’m with it
choppa sound like a drum line, i just hope you never cross the gun line
keep my gun c-cked, i’ma bust mine, i did three years in for a one time
free luck and crab miss ‘em every day, rest in peace to [?] they got him in the grave
free pookie n-gga, free hood n-ggas, don’t know where these n-ggas from my hood n-gga
[?] down for murder, [?] down for murder, [?] down for murder, [?] down for murder
that’s some boys that murder and they’re still free, [?] these n-ggas with me
they k!llin’ whoever against me, i just hope n0body come and tempt me
hopped up in a foreign it’s a six feet, tryin’a stump my chain it’s swiss cheese

- doe boy

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