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letra de lemon pepper freestyle - don q

[intro]:
let y’all n-gga’s out here have fun man
uh
uh

[verse]:
new deals, new situations
few years i was sitting patient, it had me feeling anxious
and now they got that sour look, i see it in they faces
before i knew how sour look, i used to get the haze in
on the real with some sh-t that i need to discuss
its people i love but, we ain’t been keeping in touch
even me and artist ain’t been speaking too much
ain’t no reason, but i’m still here if he needed a crutch
and i’m back off a hiatus
k!ll em like a drive by, when i drivе by haters
all i hear is haha, well laugh now cry latеr
coming out of ny, we the home of crime raisers
i got that get a n-gga lined paper
while i’m home teaching my daughter her times tables
n-gga’s get a buzz and try and run and find labels
you better independent just see where your grind take you
speaking of labels i had my own issues wit em
ain’t see my vision i felt like i wasn’t fitting wit em
ill still pull up on the old timers and kick it wit em
they tell me about they old times and i’m just getting wisdom
and i listen closely
it hit me when they told me that the ones smiling be the ones that’s prolly quick to toast me
i’m back seat of the double r sitting cozy
louie pouch full of racks hop out the car with a trophy
its time to turn the fire on lets get the flame lit
n-gga’s putting wires on to get they gang pitched
i’m still posting firearms on that same strip
(same strip n-gga, talk to em)
where im from kids never believed in saint nick
cause they mothers was strung out and they can’t quit
still depositing ask the tellers i bank with
going out for dinner there’s millionaires at the banquet, n-gga
(n-gga’s must’ve forget, i’m still him)
all the good times is dead, word to james evans
cause every time i see the news its when the pain set in
every time i hit the booth its like a game 7
and every time you n-ggas move i see you fake steppin
my hood got me to the end i remain legend
trap n-ggas die and we go to cocaine heaven
…
(yeah uh
ima just stop
keep going man
y’all know i do man, don)

- don q

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