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letra de mourning money - lelo

[intro]
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
slowed up and that’s cool, i ain’t never been the type to go and chat with n-ggas
used to hate on all the cool kids ’til i, oops, found out i was that n-gga
youngin posted with the racks out so the whoops treat me like a trap n-gga (c dub)
i got n-ggas go to bat for me, drop strap, f-ck around and slap n-ggas (shogun is the man)
whole squad go to war for me, bad b-tch and she war hungry
unc’ said i wasn’t book smart, pulled the racks out and got more redundant
i’m the type of n-gga bag chase, then risk it all ’cause it’s more to money
thumbin’ through it while i’m f-cked up, on my cuz, turn this sh-t to mourning money

[verse 1]
you ain’t never seen your people starve, that’s the type sh-t make you more than hungry
cuz back on his old ways, pray to god he get to see his roarin’ twenties
n-ggas actin’ like i’m only in it for myself, can’t lie, it’s f-ckin’ with me
worst part about bein’ on the other side is findin’ out ain’t nothin’ pretty
nothin’ promised, just fake hoes and the fake on n-ggas
you’ll f-ck around, lose your place steady tryna wait on n-ggas
tryna be my own n-gga, f-ck i look like teachin’ old n-ggas?
i’m a turnt westside baby, f-ck would i hate on n-ggas?
i was taught to be a strong n-gga
okay with the snakes in the grass ’til i found out it can be your own n-gga
found out it can be your own blood, watchin’ who i shake hands with
‘net n-ggas postin’ like they from the mud with me, tryna fake bandwidth
n-ggas tryna fake bandwagon, can’t chance it
[chorus]
slowed up and that’s cool, i ain’t never been the type to go and chat with n-ggas
used to hate on all the cool kids ’til i, oops, found out i was that n-gga
youngin posted with the racks out so the whoops treat me like a trap n-gga
i got n-ggas go to bat for me, drop strap, f-ck around and slap n-ggas
whole squad go to war for me, bad b-tch and she war hungry
unc’ said i wasn’t book smart, pulled the racks out and got more redundant
i’m the type of n-gga bag chase, then risk it all ’cause it’s more to money
thumbin’ through it while i’m f-cked up, on my cuz, turn this sh-t to mourning money

[verse 2]
ayy, big game, big knots, paranoia settin’ it
dark sh-t make me barricade, i was too afraid to let the rest in
she’ll treat me like a bad guy, but can’t name a n-gga that i’m less than
i ain’t think about a fast ride, i just doubled back what i invest in, ayy

[outro]
yeah

- lelo

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