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letra de this life of sin - g.t.

[intro: g.t.]
ayy, yeah
(d-mn, 2 side, where you get that beat from?)
sometimes i just be ridin’, thinkin’ about this sh-t, for real (kilo)
ayy
for real, take y’all back
uh, for real
ayy

[verse 1: g.t.]
i was young, i just wanted me a brick in range rovers (ayy, yeah)
i got angels watchin’ over, they go ree, there go soda (rest in peace)
n-ggas love to sugar-coat it, i just play like i don’t notice (for real)
i was grindin’, i was focused (yeah), they just laugh like i was joker (yeah)
all this pain that i go through inside, i control it (for real)
too much pride, so we had to hide the eviction notice
held my mama real tight (ayy), everything gon’ be alright (yeah)
’cause i know all the sh-t she been through and sacrificed
if it cost to be the boss, i can say i paid the price (for real)
d-mn near died real life, doctors brought me back to life (for real)
jazz know she get whatever from me, i ain’t thinkin’ twice (i ain’t)
first, it was gettin’ cloudy, now my future lookin’ bright (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[chorus: g.t.]
i can’t talk money (nah, i can’t) to n-ggas, n-ggas petty (n-ggas petty)
hockey bag filled (yeah) with all the hundreds, this sh-t heavy (for real)
did a lot for people who was ungrateful, i regret it (i do)
did a lot for my city, n-gga, i’m a livin’ legend (i am)
my n-gga still gettin’ busy and he got on two tethers (yeah)
i ain’t used to havin’ sh-t, that’s why i got on two prezis (yeah)
money only thing on the agenda (shh), i be huntin’ cheddar (for real)
mozzarella and the fetta, talkin’ birds, ain’t sold a feather (for real)
[bridge: g.t.]
i’m ’bout to come back in and run on my sh-t
come on, let me hear it out loud, from the top

[verse 2: street lord juan]
i got angels watchin’ over, but it’s demons watchin’ too
paper haters and these feds tryna see what i’ma do
now i’m back on the street like my n-gga liberace
fake b-tches and these n-ggas fishy like the paparazzi
tryna figure what i’m on, money white and kidnapped
i just speak about my life, i don’t really spit raps
tryna have you a reign, gotta deal with the mud
when you eat with the wolves, gotta deal with the blood
got a problem with hate, boy, the secret is love
make your enemies your friends, they’ll squeeze for a plug
chopper fire, homicide, doctor say i’m traumatized
too many knives in my back, i can’t trust my mama now
when i caught that sentence, n-ggas counted me out
one eleven, one eleven, i ain’t never feared doubt
could’ve seen it first hand, manifested, word plans
any ghetto in the club, you’ll hear my words playin’
i can’t talk money to n-ggas, n-ggas petty
country codes on my speed dial, that sh-t heavy
did a lot for people who was ungrateful, i don’t regret it
did a lot for my city, whether or not i get the credit
my n-ggas still gettin’ busy, though they worth a few letters
hit the brakes ’til i came home, now it’s new cheddar
wouldn’t change a thing ’bout my team, they be huntin’ fellas
mozzarella and that fetta, n-gga, i’m a livin’ legend

- g t

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