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letra de wht i said - ​imh.a.z.e

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[intro]
(hoodrich keem, yeah, i’m thinking about singing that guy)
(forty-eight hours a day, you know what i mean? we gon’ grind…)

[chorus]
you heard what i said
hey, i’m praying to god right before bed
got the stick on me and you know it’s one in the head
i ain’t playing with none of these n-ggas, nah, i ain’t scared
oh, i ain’t sleeping, woah

[post-chorus]
diamonds on me, no choke
run up on me, get a toe tag
‘member my checks came slow
now this money is coming in fast
they tell me like, “what is you want?”
’cause you can’t come around if you ain’t ’bout a bag
all this ice all on me
so i know these n-ggas mad

[verse 1]
product of my environment
so you can’t even blame me ’cause i just be seeing things for what they is
before i ever snitch on one of my partners, you can give me a thousand years
and i really mean that sh-t (uh)
man, i can’t even watch mama cry no more tears, man, i gotta get rich
see, i know exactly what i need, so i’ma go and get it
n-gga put his glock down on the seat, so i went and grabbed it
i’m just tryna make sure that we eat, so i ain’t really spending
n-gga say he worried ’bout his team, but they ain’t even having, d-mn
n-ggas ain’t worried ’bout his fam
n-ggas ain’t worried ’bout nothing but himself, but i see that right on the ‘gram
the minute i get my chance
everything, i blow it
finna put this sh-t in motion
now all my pockets get loaded
[chorus]
you heard what i said
hey, i’m praying to god right before bed
got the stick on me and you know it’s one in the head
i ain’t playing with none of these n-ggas, nah, i ain’t scared
oh, i ain’t sleeping, woah

[post-chorus]
diamonds on me, no choke
run up on me, get a toe tag
‘member my checks came slow
now this money is coming in fast
they tell me like, “what is you want?”
’cause you can’t come around if you ain’t ’bout a bag
all this ice all on me
so i know these n-ggas mad

[verse 2]
and i ain’t even lying
i had to forgive and forget all the green sh-t that these n-ggas did
yeah, i’m riding around with this glock, but i took me some losses and shed me some tears
but that there don’t mean sh-t
i’m too legit to quit
but he stuck in the past, reminiscing, d-mn
n-ggas only rich on camera
i want the bread, panera
call and no money, get hysterical
foot on the pedal like, “where he go?”
lg spread like disease, we venereal
za got me flowing, i’m arial
my girl got red hair like ariel
scratching the number on the glock, no serial
and now it’s dirty
i know some n-ggas who really blood and they go 730
i don’t even like walking ’round with these hundreds in my pocket, they starting to burn me
if you ain’t in the gang then you ain’t talking money, my n-gga, you don’t concern me (gotta get rid of him)
[chorus]
you heard what i said
hey, i’m praying to god right before bed
got the stick on me and you know it’s one in the head
i ain’t playing with none of these n-ggas, nah, i ain’t scared
oh, i ain’t sleeping, woah

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