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letra de times like this - icewear vezzo

[intro]
(holdup, flexin’ on that b-tch)
yeah, real sh-t
forreal n-gga
rich off pints
(foreverolling)
when it come to that respect we gon’ die for it
(iced up records)

[verse 1]
when it come to that respect, we gon’ cross a line
why you call them n-ggas steppers? ’cause they walk sh-t down
pull out my motherf-ckin’ own, ain’t gotta call around
all that talkin’, still ain’t hit up sh-t, you n-ggas false alarms
gotta watch out who you love, these n-ggas really snakes
and really fake, when you start winnin’ you gon’ feel the hate
cling to circle, move as one, we tryna win a race
i pray they free b allen out appeal, he tryna get a date
n-ggas tell like it’s a trend, this sh-t ain’t the same
it ain’t about how n-ggas start, it’s how you end the game
i took some penitentiary chance just to get a chain
n-ggas crashin’ out to stay ahead, i stay in my lane
[chorus]
used to pray for times like this and now they finally here
used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin’
got this sh-t up out the mud and now we shine forreal
always askin’ god to help my pain, i think he finally hear me
used to pray for times like this and now we finally on
to have so motherf-ckin’ patience we been grindin’ long
on the road to rags to riches, i’ma ride alone
f-ck them n-ggas, i be with my n-ggas whether right or wrong

[verse 2]
f-ck the case, you got it on you, better move with it
you know friends ain’t really friends, just some cool n-ggas
you tryna make it to the top, you gotta lose n-ggas
bought two thousand beans, hit the road and did the fool with it
you wasn’t with me from the start, then you can’t finish with me
can’t let that pay go to my head, i got a bigger mission
they been trippin’ on the hound, we gotta send them b-tches
twenty thousand dollars on my b-tch to get a tennis necklace
i was starvin’ in them trenches, now my plate full
had n-ggas stab me in the back, they gotta pay for it
everything come and do time, you gotta wait for it
for this sh-t i bled, sweat, and cried, b-tch, i was made for it

[chorus]
used to pray for times like this and now they finally here
used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin’
got this sh-t up out the mud and now we shine forreal
always askin’ god to help my pain, i think he finally hear me
used to pray for times like this and now we finally on
to have so motherf-ckin’ patience we been grindin’ long
on the road to rags to riches, i’ma ride alone
f-ck them n-ggas, i be with my n-ggas whether right or wrong

- icewear vezzo

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