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letra de keep it - kaymuni

[verse 1: kaymuni]
keep your bl!cky where you play the streets
they took my childhood away from me, that’s why i hate police
f-cked up my re, hit a stain and copped a eighth of each
sentencing in twenty-one days, yo i prayed for weeks
got my ten and never prayed again, astaghfirullah
blue lights behind, bro you better not stop the car
cause if you do, i’m going straight to the green
no money for a lawyer, who gon’ pay for the fees?
cah that legal aid bullsh-t, they always get me birded
ten if i cop out, get an eighteen at verdict
and i ain’t gonna lie, i ain’t tryna take my chancеs
shawty just cried when she hеard i got remanded
tell her “just cool”, it ain’t nuttin to a g i guess
sh-t i miss the days doing road, just me and spesh
no point missing and wishing bro, just let it go
we tied in for life so when you see ’em, yo just let ’em know
ot for months, see yo i never took no days off
first couple days i built that line, i didn’t make prof
cah i was giving out samples like it’s christmas day
my cats dem love me, i ain’t turning off on christmas day
i hate when my t houses get raided
l!cked a nine and put it on my line, i thought i made it
ayo you can’t be mad at me, we didn’t have money
really started buying waps from this crack money
[verse 2: little torment]
free the real, free the shooters, free all the trappers
i had to lose my encro phone when the d’s hacked us
i had to lose a few bros to get my p’s stacked up
one phone call to the jail, get your g stabbed up
early morning outside, i got the fiends lined up
no complaining bout this life, my n-gga we signed up
i beat the prosecutor twice when it weren’t looking nice
smoking weed, my cellmate got the kettle cooking rice
load the semi nine, was looking five but it should be life
cause it was fully demon time tryna cook your slime
there weren’t an issue that arised that got pushed aside
if we cared enough, none of us don’t need a push to ride
sliding through the same blocks, tryna dodge the plain cops
tryna dodge the raindrops, crack cocaine rocks
bmw drop-tops, double twist my dreadlocks
can’t slip in the barbers chair, she knows this ain’t no sweet sh-t
this that messy hair, i don’t care, they said i’d never be sh-t
belly had to get full, cooking off some petrol
tryna cop some next tools, staying disrespectful
this that suited, booted, still get clear if you see me reaching
give them boy their dinners, i ain’t standing around just preaching
cause them boy there rough, tryna hang around, they’re just leeching
cause i remember the days, no sweat, you was getting lit
now the order’s live, i just get in a brick

- kaymuni

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