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letra de hood dreams - ggm raco

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[intro]
d-mac on the f-ckin’ track

[hook]
me, and my bruddas
back to the wall, don’t know who to call, for real
i’m takin’ these drugs ‘cause i get no love
it’s so hard to fall, for real
been settlin’ in, i’m tryna get right with this sound again
can’t live off these 9-to-5s
i’m thinkin’ about steppin’ out again
folks picked up my dawgs
prayin’ that god let ‘em out the pound again
got my lil’ baby, she got one bakin’ in the oven
i can’t f-ck around again
real, hood n-gga dreams
foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
real, high lifestyle
chasin’ the bag ‘cause i gotta pave the way

[verse]
can’t manage my pain alone
i need my weed, or an x pill
mama stressin’ ‘bout the kids again
she tired, but cannot neglect them
i’ve been on my own since i’ve been home
bouncin’ from city-to-city
unprotected, didn’t have a stick with me
mama worried ‘bout me gettin’ convicted
uncle died last summer
don’t wanna step in a church again
i know that i gotta prepare for the worst
hopin’ this music sh-t work again
i’m sacrificin’ just by puttin’ this first
sick of the strugglin’, and all the poverty
r.i.p, juice, n-ggas made a robbery
never on twitter, but the opps follow me
i know them n-ggas is scary like halloween
wanna feel at peace with myself
i’m down bad, but i don’t want no help
she broke my heart, and left it on the shelf
gon’ be swimmin’ in money, just like michael phelps
shout out to ‘bunk, he taught me how to k!ll
long story short, i’ma keep the sh-t real
i’ma snag me a deal, while i’m chasin’ a bill’, yeah yeah

[hook]
me, and my bruddas
back to the wall, don’t know who to call, for real (don’t know who to call)
i’m takin’ these drugs ‘cause i get no love
it’s so hard to fall, for real (it’s so hard to fall in love)
been settlin’ in, i’m tryna get right with this sound again
can’t live off these 9-to-5s
i’m thinkin’ about steppin’ out again
folks picked up my dawgs
prayin’ that god let ‘em out the pound again
got my lil’ baby, she got one bakin’ in the oven
i can’t f-ck around again
real, hood n-gga dreams
foreign cars parked outside the mansion, ay
real, high lifestyle
chasin’ the bag ‘cause i gotta pave the way

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