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letra de 7 dayz - dontfollowprodigy

get up, i wash my face
get on my knees, i gotta thank god
for the day
after i say my grace
i put on my chains, my rings
then f-ck up the place
n-ggas done want me dead
p-ss on my grave, i swear
that hurt everyday
b-tches done want me dead
put price on my head, i swear
that hurt just to say
get up, i wash my face
get on my knees, i gotta thank god
for the day
after i say my grace
i put on my chains, my rings
then f-ck up the place
n-ggas done want me dead
p-ss on my grave, i swear
that hurt everyday
b-tches done want me dead
put price on my head, i swear
that hurt just to say
mama, i met my wife
mama, i love her, mama that girl all right
mama, we done broke up
mama, don’t cry, mama i’m good, no lie
mama, those ain’t my pills
mama, for real, mama, i’m cool, i’m chill
mama, i’ll get my rest, mama don’t stress
i know i lost my breath
brother, i want no peace
i’m in the streets
i’d rather die on my feet
mama just prayed for me
mama can’t sleep, she worried bout
her baby
seven days, i been up
i need cash, i think i might get me a key
mama just hit my line
ask if i’m fine
sayin she heard me cryin
never i can’t go back, i cannot slack
rather burn out than lack
every year hit em with slaps
give em more slaps
f-ck it, let’s give em more slaps
lil bro sat in that trap
that was my fault, i didn’t have his back
mama ask where i been at
what’s in my drink?
(sprite never looked like that)
sip it, i kick it, no gimmick
the grill make a lil n-gga
feel like he been all that
f-ck it, lil n-gga, i been all that
way before n-ggas was jammin my tracks
way before n-ggas was jackin my swag
told my whole team
with god there’s a way
so i flooded their necks
with crosses and sets
k!llin myself with the thoughts of death
get up, i wash my face
get on my knees, i gotta thank god
for the day
after i say my grace
i put on my chains, my rings
then f-ck up the place
n-ggas done want me dead
p-ss on my grave, i swear
that hurt everyday
b-tches done want me dead
put price on my head, i swear
that hurt just to say
get up, i wash my face
get on my knees, i gotta thank god
for the day
after i say my grace
i put on my chains, my rings
then f-ck up the place
n-ggas done want me dead
p-ss on my grave, i swear
that hurt everyday
b-tches done want me dead
put price on my head, i swear
that hurt just to say

- dontfollowprodigy

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