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letra de crenshaw - king lil g

[intro: king lil g]
ayy yo
driving down crenshaw

[chorus]
if heaven was a mile away
i’ma still throw up my hood
if heaven was a mile away
i’ma still throw up my hood
come quick, see
somebody shot this young boy down
come quick, see
somebody shot this young boy down

[verse 1: king lil g]
you ain’t no k!ller, your strap is on safety
these amateur rappers ain’t ready
i been aiming at many with semis
you can ask the fans across the globe, the flow is heavy
after rap, i’m catching fades and blasting if i feel offended
i didn’t want attention, i was in detention, i was in the trenches
captured by my essence, you can feel the presence
tell me what’s the reason for the hate?
is it ’cause i f-cked that b-tch and all you did was go on dates?
bad b-tches wanna f-ck and blow money
i should’ve never done it when i got that show money
nipsey hussle p-ssed away, somehow my nose bl–dy
please don’t sacrifice my life, these people don’t love me
just send me a blessing and understand i was a g
did the best i could, raised in insanity
yeah, yeah
did the best i could, did the best i could, yeah

[verse 2: king lil g]
how come everybody always tell me that they loyal?
how come you don’t answer when i really need that lawyer?
how come you ain’t there when i was feeling all alone?
how come you ain’t there when i was stuck in the cold?
back when i was rocking them chucks and them pro clubs
soaked up game fast, get your chain sn-tched
god ain’t talk to me since i heard that loud blast
i wanna be low-key but i got on these baggy pants
nothing in my pocket but a couple quarters
people standing in them corners
got my life in order, f-ck a trump supporter
i send my love to them kids that got deported
i was thinking ’bout them kids this morning
i wonder if these politicians sniffing lines of c-ke
talking sh-t about us, they thinking my life’s a joke
you gotta think about it every time the casket close
it’s easy when they blame it on the type of life i chose

[chorus]
if heaven was a mile away
i’ma still throw up my hood
if heaven was a mile away
i’ma still throw up my hood
come quick, see (come quick, see)
somebody shot this young boy down (king lil g, what up, n-gg-?)
come quick, see (c’mon, cuz)
somebody shot this young boy down (yeah)

[verse 3: pacman da gunman]
if i make it to heaven (right)
take my five-seven (right)
keep them n-gg-s under pressure, i’ll be ready whenever (right)
got this sh-t on my mind (hey)
gotta drill for the nine (hey)
if i can’t get it with the rap, i’ma get it with crime
i done made me a name (yup)
i done k!lled for the gang (true)
i believe in crazy, karma probably gon’ take me the same (f-ck it)
when that pressure on a n-gg-, i be working better (i do)
solid, three hundred pounds, n-gg-, bricks and feathers (oh)
i’m just planting my seeds, rolling my weed, counting my cheese (right)
love discrimination, k’s behind b’s and c’s (really)
i live a fast life (i do)
i done p-ssed twice (i did)
had a meeting with the reaper, n-gg-, last night (d-mn)
labels on me, b-tches on me, devils on me still (f-ck ’em)
before they try to take my soul, n-gg-s gettin’ k!lled (on god)
if heaven a mile away, n-gg-, so is jesus
i can take you to the gates if you want to meet him (yeah)

- king lil g

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