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letra de for life - king buudha

[verse 1]

still pray to “our father”
i got my degree out these streets and i’m still not a scholar
remember them days couldn’t eat and it made me go harder
i’m still in the struggle this army sh-t make you a martyr
so now i’m like f-ck it why bother !
look
no one round’ me when i’m down and sh-t
the bottle round’ me i’ma down the sh-t
they was checking when i had a check
never see’ em now they counterfeit
so many n-ggas i was counting on, wana “sea” me sink like where the
counter sit
the weed and drink you gotta counter balance
got me vampin’ like the count and sh-t
i use to mess with this accountant chick
when i was scamming she was countin’ it
when the cops came she went acrobatic
to put it simply, the accountant flip
my closes homie went and told on me
turned around and hit the “bro” on me
talk is cheap and n-ggas selling it
no surprise that n-gga sold on me
i lost the babies that i should’ve had
did a lot of sh-t i shouldn’t have
flippin’ sh-t up out the honda coupe
i get the birkin like a goody bag
life was hustle n-gga in and out
if you gripping n-gga get’ em out
ain’t no feelings when you in the field
but daddy told me “kiddo feel’ em out”
it’s been a year since my soul left
it took a year to get my soul right
b-tches made me turn soulless
drinking henny till’ my soul right
more money, more conflict
no money, my 9 spit
see you just tryna live your life
so why not let me live my sh-t?

[chorus]

i just wana live
if they hate it, what it is
see i done lost so many friends
lord forgive me for my sin
and no more f-cking with these hoes (yeah)
and no more calling n-ggas bros no
see i done lost so much my soul (yeah)
you know how that story go (yeah)
oh oh baby live

[verse 2]

violence, s-x, money, murder
violence, s-x, money, murder
i put my faith in a burner
i tell the truth like sojourner
i came from locust the hood
a.k.a we on the lo
you ain’t a “bro”
so many friends turn to foe
i had the white and the dro
all of them feigns on my phone
(yeah)
ain’t afraid to tell’ em how i feel
ain’t the type to wish’ em ill will
but a couple n-ggas i would k!ll
and do the time cause the beef is real
should’ve never took the f-cking wheel
should’ve never took the f-cking deal
-%$- is a f-cking b-tch
-%$- sanders catch you in the field
qadree osiris was my closes bro
but we don’t speak, what’s the f-cking deal?
tiff hyde was the only ride
but that talking fake as dr. phill
see all these people switched sides on me
most these n-ggas wana ride on me
i’ma make it through whatever
if you wana test’ em know i keep the 9 on me!

[chorus]

- king buudha

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