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letra de intro - icewear vezzo

[intro]
ooh, rj
rj always trippin’, man, rj always trippin’, man

[verse]
yeah, my teacher said i’ll never make it
i got n-ggas prayin’ that i never make it
came up with a plan, we was playin’ basic
only way through a jam for every man is patience
n-ggas hustle, n-ggas doin’ scams
got it with my cousin, he was doin’ time
used to watch my uncle shoot up, he was doin’ grams
ain’t n0body help us out when we was doin’ bad
yeah, now we doin’ fine
i knew that i’d get my blessings all in due time
they say never rest your head if you sell there
food stamps, medicaid, no welfare
yeah, it was h-ll here
risk my life for this sh-t? n-gga, h-ll yeah
i was destined for this sh-t since the fourth grade
got indicted, mama cried every court date, n-gga
had friends turn they backs on me
couple oldhead n-ggas put racks on me
you could never understand what my pain like
shot a n-gga, then got shot in the same night
why the f-ck you think i ride with that pole on me?
it’s all eyes on me like i stole somethin’
put my faith in the streets and got let down
the only thing that’s for certain is the road money
came up off a pound and a couple juggs
karo’ed the whole town, me and uncle mud
had n-ggas’ favorite rappers come and cop from me
we was f-ckin’ n-ggas up, they ain’t know what it was
facts, every n-gga with me strapped, i put 6 mile on my back
b-tch, it’s icewear, twenty chains on my neck
hundred in that chop, extra thirty in that mac
told y’all boys when i get home, yeah, it’s over
r.i.p. lo, gotta do this sh-t for soda
ap blowin’, new patek full of boulders
what i spent for it, could’ve went and bought a rover, n-gga
get to trippin’ in the club, what them xans do
put some money on your head, what them bands do
yeah, talk behind your back, that’s what friends do
yeah, i’ll shoot a n-gga and got hands too
got indicted, hit my lawyer with a hundred k
everybody turned they back like they run away
feds boxed a n-gga out like money may’
then n-ggas left me behind like i’m runnin’ late
i’ll drop sh-t myself, i don’t need no n-ggas
ain’t bringin’ sh-t to the table, i don’t feed no n-ggas
yeah, n-ggas clique hoppin’, can’t believe them n-ggas
yeah, wrap them n-ggas up, white key them n-ggas
what i look like helpin’ a n-gga who won’t help hisself?
what i look like blessin’ a n-gga who won’t bless hisself?
how i look f-ckin’ with n-ggas who gon’ point the finger?
all i know is loyalty, i don’t know nothin’ else
yeah, i don’t know nothin’ else
all i know is gettin’ money, i don’t know nothin’ else
i just want the money, don’t want nothin’ less
never settle for a b-tch who want somethin’ else
yeah, i want the world, n-gga
do it for my baby girl, n-gga
yeah, and my son too
gotta stand tall for my mom too, n-gga

[outro]
drank god
what?
yeah

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