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letra de pot life - jeezy

[intro: jeezy]
my wrists sick, i’m talkin’ tuberculosis
i might just, just pull up on boulevard
top down in two yellow porsches
my wrists sick, i’m talkin’ tuberculosis
i’m frank mills in ’05, f-ck you mean? i been c-cky, n-gga

my wrists sick, i’m talkin’ tuberculosis
i might just, just pull up on boulevard
top down in two yellow porsches
sky-dweller, president to daytona, my wrist got me, n-gga
frank mills in ’05, f-ck you mean? i been c-cky, n-gga

[verse 1: jeezy]
look, said i’m workin’ my wrists and i’m workin’ that…
f-ck, hear a knock at the door
said i can’t even lie, look, i won’t even lie, my heart fell on the floor
i said eject my lil’ cousins, sold cl-ssic c-ssettes
and you know we convening
i’m clean while i’m whippin’ and cleanin’ that beam
and i ain’t talkin’ syrup when i’m talkin’ my leaded
woke up in neiman’s, i ain’t even dreamin’
got a deal on some carb and buy some for the team
and i’m bruce lee, roy, jizzle got the gift
made a million, off nothin’ but taylor swift, two-story kitchen
my vision ‘break down the block’, i’m on a mission
i told my jeweler, ‘put a hundred karats in the cross’
snow hit the club like a christian

[hook: jeezy]
when i was young, n-gga, i always wanted spotlight
that’s (-), n-gga, homie, what your pocket like?
come through with the top off and show ’em what the top like
they might be seein’ by the rap sh-t
but they ain’t ’bout that pot life

[bridge: jeezy]
i take that fork and go dumb, i whip my wrist ’til it’s numb
i take that fork and go dumb, i can’t get two out of one
i take that fork and go dumb, i work my wrist ’til it’s numb
i take that fork and go dumb, i can’t get two out of one

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
trap down the street from the airport
young n-gga tryin’ to hit the mall daily
any given time, it’d be raw, whole neighborhood like a volcano
either gon’ rap or be a ball player, i started out from the pot life
that my definition of hard labor
got bricks and i’m tryin’ to get my shot right
got my spot bumpin’ like acne, f-ck dealin’, i took a xanny
shorty say, ‘boy, do you love me?’
i said, ‘girl, i love that c and c, that’s that codeine and caffeine
got a pantry full of bakin’ soda for the whip
take two zips out of every brick
twenty-five times, hit the dealership
tryin’ to make a livin’ sellin’ that k!ller sh-t
if a b-tch with me, then it is a benefit
uh, nine-to-five, ten ’til six, work
tryin’ to whip my wrists until it hurt
i don’t sip syrup unless it purp, f-ck around and get murked
n-gga, don’t f-ck around and get murked
shoot your -ss from the corner like dirt
(-) handle work like it’s light work

- jeezy

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