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letra de it ain't easy - kyyngg

[hook: kyyngg]
now we running to the finish line, it’s time to give me mine
mama selling all them nickels, it’s keeping her panties on
b-tch, i’m coming from new orleans, ain’t no fraudin’
they taking everything you got, no time to park it
it ain’t easy, where i’m from, please believe me
these n-ggas k!llin’
got children who making children
they trapping, that’s in the system
and we gotta play our cards
just the way that we livin’, yeah

[verse 1: kyyngg]
lil crazy boy out them projects, huh
you know my heart where that nine at, yeah
i take your sh-t, boy, don’t doubt that
i’m a cruel dude, caught him in that mouse trap
and it’s oh sh-t, boy, you better be a great white
take his b-tch to my brib and i gave her great pipe
then send her a f-cking uber, please have a safe night
lil ma, i gotta feed my kids, i don’t need no wife
tell the judge free all my n-ggas, f-ck them hood rights
i take your whole life, yeah
i’m with mazi and we alright
lil p-ssy b-tch talking beef then it’s on sight

[verse 2: yung mazi]
hold up, pour up
my childhood wasn’t easy, it was hard on me
i had the crack, i had the pills, i had the weed from california
beef can k!ll your kids, abortion, slap a rapper then extort him
broke lil b-tches let you f-ck ’em, i’ma work ’em, free my homies
my whole circle you can’t beat, my homie
i was hungry, l!ck my plate
tryna go to jail just to visit gates
wish i seen my kids every day, growing up wasn’t easy
i ain’t have eighty cents a day like them kids on the tv
i would never tell on my kids, believe me
learn to deal with the hate, if i love you, you forever straight
keep it g with me for god’s sake, my lil mane will tell ya

- kyyngg

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