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letra de block hugger - hector vae

i got bands in my pants
i keep havin to pull em up
i don’t smoke but i bought runtz
this for the bros this for they lungs
my whole life i never had a thing
not even a crumb
it’s hard for me to give a f-ck
i probably give like one a month
money to make then imma make it it’s a must
when he died it turned his mom into a nun
she still be cryin to the sky about her son
you can’t take none of it back what’s done is done
i was ridin my lil bike around the block with no gun on me
they ain’t pressin me my dad a g so they respected me
i knеw how to curse before i lеarned my f-ckin abc’s
i was stealin when i was like 10 never got caught or seen
i was in deep waters i still found myself a way to breathe
i thank god for what i went through, i thank god that i ain’t weak
cause i know that sh-t is hard, i know sh-t be gettin steep
i got so much f-ckin bread my bank account a money tree
i was learnin from the best i was learnin how to flip keys
i didn’t ever f-ck with class i used to be in there asleep
we used to ride around they block late at night like some creeps
they lyin to you in they songs all that sh-t is make believe
i put thousands on my feet these chanel double c’s
don’t you ever say his name unless it’s after rip
if the feds ask me a question ima lie right through my t–th
if he tweetin ima see him i don’t do internet beef
i got bands in my pants
i keep havin to pull em up
i don’t smoke but i bought runtz
this for the bros this for they lungs
my whole life i never had a thing
not even a crumb
it’s hard for me to give a f-ck
i probably give like one a month
money to make then imma make it it’s a must
when he died it turned his mom into a nun
she still be cryin to the sky about her son
you can’t take none of it back what’s done is done
i had a 20 in my pocket when i first had left the crib
i didn’t say a word i just packed my sh-t up and i dipped
where i’m from you can’t get lit so i had to take the risk
we ain’t ever hold a stack all we was holding was some sticks
when i made me my first band i swear to god i felt so rich
that’s back when i was a kid now i’m grown i’m really rich

- hector vae

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