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letra de p.s.a - lg malique

[intro]
(pipe that sh-t up, tnt) glah
streets don’t love n0body, but i got this feelin’ that i’m special (tre made this beat)
ahaha
for real, though, n-gga (mama, zachary making beats again)

[chorus]
if you ain’t on sh-t, don’t stare, i be thinkin’ a n-gga tryna press some’
sh-t different, i got baby girl on my side, what you think? a n-gga ain’t gon’ wet none’?
i’m a dog when it come to the sh-t i believe in, but n-ggas ain’t gon’ pet none’
and they count on me ’cause we still in the deep end, so i walk with my chest up
we gon’ be good, yeah, loyalty what i treasure (uh)
streets don’t love n0body, but i got this feelin’ that i’m special
i’on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs, the reason i’m paranoid
psa for the ones in the back, i’m hopin’ i don’t got to show it
[verse 1]
i ain’t gon’ lie, i got to think sometimes, do i really be out my mind?
everybody wanna be from the streets like the sh-t ain’t crazy, like n-ggas ain’t dyin’
it don’t matter who you is when them bullets start flyin’, just another dead n-gga on a shirt, i ain’t lyin’
then a n-gga like me tryna work his rhymes, sayin’ “rip” in every d-mn line
nowadays, everybody make the lame sh-t cool like if yeen go to jail, yeen earn no stripes
stop playin’ (stop playin’), boy, i know you’s a b-tch ’cause you change when you hold that pipe
i’m so sick of this sh-t, i can’t fall for the hype, everybody doin’ some’ they don’t like
meanwhile, n-ggas watchin’ my move, tryna bite like i lie about this sh-t that i say on this mic

[verse 2]
same old, same old d-mn questions, n-gga keep askin’ me, “how are you?”
then of course, you got lame-ass n-ggas say, “you hidin’,” b-tch, you know where i’m at like aisle two
playin’ smart ’cause they know how to move when they really know they scared ’cause they know the sh-t i’ll do
i ain’t tryna make it seem like your boy a big hitter, ‘fore i go out like a ho, n-gga, i’ll shoot
give a f-ck where you from, you couldn’t walk in my shoes, on everything i love, it ain’t easy
see, i would go and prove what i do with that tool, but i know i got people who need me
they want me to suffer, good thing i ain’t got the mind of a slave
the road that i took ain’t have to get paved, i’on live by sins, i’on got to get saved, what a dream, n-gga
[chorus]
if you ain’t on sh-t, don’t stare, i be thinkin’ a n-gga tryna press some’
sh-t different, i got baby girl on my side, what you think? a n-gga ain’t gon’ wet none’?
i’m a dog when it come to the sh-t i believe in, but n-ggas ain’t gon’ pet none’
and they all count on me, we still in that deep end, so i walk with my chest up (uh-huh)
we gon’ be good, yeah, loyalty what i treasure
streets don’t love n0body, but i got this feelin’ that i’m special
i’on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs that got a n-gga paranoid
psa for the ones in the back, i’m hopin’ i don’t got to show it (glah), yeah

[outro]
uh, uh, show it, whoa
hopin’ i’on got to show it, yeah

- lg malique

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