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letra de last ride - k-loc & remy r.e.d

[intro: beat tag]
don pro

[verse 1: remy r.e.d]
(hey, yo)
load the wip, twenty packs in a ride we on the road again
me and loc mobbin’ rather die than live broke again
suckaz be, outta they mind thinkin’ they dope as rem
if you ever been a part of the squad then you suppose to win
i give praise to allah for all my closest friends
realest m———- alive to ever hold a pen
even though a few of them died or locked for over ten
ain’t a prison that we can’t survive, they tryn’ hold us in
they say “wе finally free”, but that don’t mean s—
got a couple of collegе degrees but they don’t mean s—
i rather grind to provide for my seed so they won’t need s—
cop five, then we fly overseas and make a mean flip
we get high off trees while taking lean sips
my brother paid a lot for this dream though we don’t seem rich
you know the industry’s blind, say they don’t need this
it’ll take the last one of my kind to keep the fiends lit

[chorus: instrumental]

[verse 2: k-loc]
i was all in i never had a plan b
s— if this didn’t work who knows where i’d be
prob’ly sellin’ birdies grindin’ gettin’ money dirty
got a play lined up and he say he want thirty
so i’m up early when the bird’s getting worms
get as high as i can while the world slowly turns
maybe anxiety’s f—- with my brain
cuz i can feel the pain flowin’ right through my vain
maybe i am insane is it too late to help me
cuz loyalty meant more to me than tryina be wealthy
have heart have money’s what the o g’s tell me
too late to turn back please lord don’t fail me
clip full of sh-lls, family in cells
i swear i hear the lost souls screamin’ way from h-ll
tryina find a heaven cuz only god can judge
but i just wanna ask him why he never show love
[chorus/outro: instrumental]

- k loc remy r e d

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