letra de fiends to fans - jj esko
[hook]
they ain’t letting it bang
opp block, i was doing laps with the gang
used to serve them fiends now i’m back with a plan
when i caught that bird, never bust my remand
went from fiends to fans
came from the bottom, i’ve got dreams and plans
i was on the floor with my knees and hands
i hope music pays and they free the gang
[verse 1]
bro hold back, i’ve got shooters on the block
and if i go jail then it’s tuna in the sock
i don’t know about l’s bro, i’ll do you for a box
man never had me so who the f-ck should i buss?
in the city i’m the best, i’ve got lizzy but i’m stressed
me and mo done laps cah those nitties wanna test
me and bro done slap but we never wore a vest
i could tell you bout them yutes, all they do is get cheffed
i used to walk with a shank in my bodywarmer
i still ride with the gang and get the dotty sawn-off
better run for your life if you see my borer
i’ll get you stretched in the night like you’re tryna warm up
i put my all in, them man are boring
ran up in your cell, early hours of the morning
never had sh-t, all my life i’ve been stalling
before the trap sh-t bro i used to kick doors in
[hook]
they ain’t letting it bang
opp block, i was doing laps with the gang
used to serve them fiends now i’m back with a plan
when i caught that bird, never bust my remand
went from fiends to fans
came from the bottom, i’ve got dreams and plans
i was on the floor with my knees and hands
i hope music pays and they free the gang
[verse 2]
i remember going through pain, thought it was never gonna end
i’m so busy on the ends cah i never had a ten
used to ride with some friends now i’m riding on them
i got nicked the other day for some violent offence
i hear they’re talking on my name but they ain’t ever done sh-t
i just charge it to the game cause i’m just tryna get rich
and i keep getting nicked but i ain’t ever going legit
how you banging on my name when you’ve never seen a brick?
f-ck all this chat that i’ve been hearing
man are talking bout trap, they’ve got rich parents
go on bring him in a match, fam i’ll ric flair him
now i’m getting all these packs and they’re disappearing
when they never had me bro i rid out on my ones
it was me and madbee on the block with a gun
in my bruck down dinger tryna see something bun
and i ain’t even made it but i feel like i won
[hook]
they ain’t letting it bang
opp block, i was doing laps with the gang
used to serve them fiends now i’m back with a plan
when i caught that bird, never bust my remand
went from fiends to fans
came from the bottom, i’ve got dreams and plans
i was on the floor with my knees and hands
i hope music pays and they free the gang
letras aleatórias
- letra de hot summer nights - rue snider
- letra de chamber - mackthevandal
- letra de carissa - brenn hill
- letra de bonita - la super corona de rafa becerra
- letra de you is? (is you?) - flxsh akuma
- letra de live it up - adrienne bailon
- letra de maracaibo, maracanã - sebastian - killa cali
- letra de de azi, de ieri - mitză
- letra de playa on playa - ʎqɯnqɐʞɐ (akabumby)
- letra de corrupted love - triggaheartz