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letra de what it's like - j.i the prince of n.y

[intro]
(cor-cor-cormill)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh
let me talk my sh-t

[verse 1]
my closest brother changed on me over a b-tch (oh-oh)
my other brother changed on me over a nick (oh)
i’m not gon’ cry, my lace is tied, i’m not gon’ trip cuz (oh)
i’m still around, they can’t be family, ain’t that some sh-t? (oh)
ain’t that some sh-t?
i done seen some sh-t
if i cut you off it’s probably ’cause i peeped some sh-t (oh, oh)
i can’t plead the fifth, i can’t please no b-tch (oh)
lost too much motivation, i feel like i wanna quit
you don’t know how rejection feel
they mad ’cause i kept it real
i don’t care if you like or you don’t, you gotta respect it still
know they not gon’ do what they say they gon’ do but i expеct it still
even if i make it out them trеnches, i’ma rep it still
everything i did was on my own, without a record deal
and they disrespect me still, the disrespect is real
and i’m not gon’ waste my time on hate, when i could get you k!lled
i still ain’t changed on none of my n-ggas and i never will (oh)
[chorus]
i’m on my own, still holdin’ it down, you don’t know what it’s like (yeah, yeah)
get one phone call and drop to the ground, you don’t know what it’s like (woah, ooh-woah)
they said my bro not gon’ be around, you don’t know what it’s like (no, woah)
you don’t know what it’s like, you don’t know what it’s like (no, oh woah)

[verse 2]
his mother hittin’ up his phone but he ain’t pickin’ up (he ain’t pickin’ up)
you ‘posed to be my bro but you keep switchin’ up
yes, we know where his trap at
f-ck around and stick it up
i used to get laughed at
funny how i’m rich as f-ck (rich as f-ck)
put this pressure on me (hmm, hmm)
why you wanna put this pressure on me?
i don’t put pressure on you
don’t put this pressure on me (don’t put this pressure on me)
(oh, oh-oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh)
it’s three to one, we just k!lled your dawg so what’s the get back?
i don’t fear no one
might just spin the block, where he get left at
murder, muder
pothole filled with blood, watch where you step at
try to take me out my glow before i reach it, i can’t let that
they like, “j.i., why you preach about the same sh-t?”
pistol by my side but i sleep with her like my main b-tch
took your broski out the picture, we ain’t seen him in a frame since
i just caught a body, i can’t tell you how my day went
and all these dead bodies, down the block, you smell the fragrance
run up on me, i’ma show you, why they call me dangerous (yeah, yeah)
so watch who you step into ’cause this sh-t could get technical
you ain’t live this life, you don’t know what it’s like, i can’t expect you to
[chorus]
i’m on my own, still holdin’ it down, you don’t know what it’s like (yeah, yeah)
get one phone call and drop to the ground, you don’t know what it’s like (woah, ooh-woah)
they said my bro not gon’ be around, you don’t know what it’s like (no, woah)
you don’t know what it’s like, you don’t know what it’s like (no, oh woah)
i’m on my own, still holdin’ it down, you don’t know what it’s like (yeah, yeah)
get one phone call and drop to the ground, you don’t know what it’s like (woah, ooh-woah)
they said my bro not gon’ be around, you don’t know what it’s like (no, woah)
you don’t know what it’s like, you don’t know what it’s like (no, oh woah)

[outro]
oh, ooh-woah
oh, oh-oh
yeah
oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
let me talk my sh-t

- j i the prince of n y

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