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letra de price of a boss - gee q

verse one:
3 years doing time ain’t sh-t but some change
why my mama still crying said her son will never change
born thugging f-k the law true hustla on a mission
gun shots bullets flew many years but still trippen
live life on the edge still today facing drama
blow smoke to the sky still pray to my buddha
bad things that i caused more than life it’ll cost
never beg stay true it’s a price of a boss
dedicated young gee’z put in work stay ryding
big dollars big dreams big faces still trying
stay awake could be dead might of plot to come get me
feeling deep h-llah cold when the games getting heavy
had a dream red beam blew a piece of my brain back
trapped in the journey young hustlas with the same path
wraft of a menace let the world be my witness
pray to god it’s a rap when my gun starts spitting

chorus:
too late to turn back getting rich is my destiny
homeys in the sky got me pouring out some hennessy
bullets in the clip point the barrow at my enemies
take they last breathe incase they back trying to get me

verse two:
i’m paranoid and stressing
so many times but never learned my lesson
i guess i’m hard headed, let it burn like a session
i’m doing things i never thought but never regretting
i write my life with a pen, for the people in the pen
straight struggle to survive trying to clock them ends
put your eyes in my view, bet you see me then
never graduated my school, ain’t running president
i got my own ways my own route
you could say that i’m crazy, even mama trying to kick me out
i ain’t no role model, stay creeping and watching like movados
trying to step to me i shake that -ss like avacodos
ain’t playing games coming real around here (round here)
i either see you in heaven or meet you down there (down there)
anytime you can catch me in the streets with my down players
take a look in my eyes

chorus 2x

verse three:
taking aim to the face putting one to the chamber
daddy died in my eyes no love for a stranger
even homeys turn soft should of known i’m a gee
19 on my own put a roof in the streets
put some cash in my pockets and my foes at their place
at the end of my barrel see them changing they face
strategize to survive one day we will die
hennessy in my breathe weed smoke to the sky
for my geez up in heaven and my geez that remain
ghetto child in the struggle street knowledge can’t be tame
see my life is a battle blood baths that i seen
many stabbed in the back or shot up like a fiend
man my life is a gamble everyday is a dream
woke up saw the gates hope i p-ss 19
bad things that i caused more than life it’ll cost
never bed stay true it’s a price of a boss

chorus 2x

- gee q

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