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letra de i win - lil b

[intro]
yeah! red flame
real sh-t, my n-gga
i’m just tryna live my life, you feel me?
let me do me, i’ma do what the f-ck i do
this for all the motherf-ckers that’s rebels
don’t give a f-ck
what did i do to make your life so sad?
yeah, lil b

[verse 1]
what did i do to, all these n-ggas used to
the same thing, please don’t, martin luther
the god mc, the one that nas should look up on
the one that jay-z should take a note from
i am hip-hop, from what skin is to lotion
night is to day, n-gga eyes is to motion
i am the goat, no h0m-, no preacher
no pope, you n-ggas g-y ’cause i’m f-cking all the hoes
if your at my show, you know i’m getting all the dough
came a long way from jail, from fears from going broke
n-ggas hating me? sh-t, cut your f-cking throat
for all this f-cking hate i get n-gga, death threats
the president’s on my d-ck, based god brand
that’s that! i’ve seen the bottom, i ain’t going back
n-gga, i am never going back

[interlude]
what did i do to make your life so sad?
yeah!

[verse 2]
your life or my life, no choice, both ours
the sunshine, n-ggas get hungry before dinner time
mom told me, “don’t wait, you’re great,” i’m him
the man cook tune like a violin
b-town inspired him, waterfront inspired him
feel like i died within when n-ggas started breaking in
now i’m thinking, “wait,” again, i can’t slip
when i started taking off the transcript
n-ggas started moving to the mansions
see the rap game as the way to feed my family
and i ain’t f-cking phrasing, can’t see my granny
and my granny’s still in the hood
she should be up in miami
while you suckas playing games and tryna get a grammy
you better watch out your way
call me hurricane brandon
my mind treasure hidden in the sands, p-ssy n-gga!

[interlude]
what did i do to make your life so sad?

[verse 3]
don’t have my name in your mouth if you don’t know me
n-ggas like me come down out your whole street
then lay back, i’m low key, i’m solo
load the heat, then c-ck back
never drop the top ’cause bullets through that
never on the motorcycle, n-ggas take you off that
real west coast, bruh, we off that
fa’ sho, b-tch i’m gon’ ride
west coast gon’ never die
with lil b drafted to the home team
bruh, we gon’ fly, lil b blasted with the four-five
yeah i’m ready, n-gga, i’m here, lil b, n-gga

[outro]
what did i do to make your life so sad?
based god, red flame mixtape, n-gga, it’s a wrap!
hardest mixtape out, n-gga
i’m the hardest n-gga out
hardest sh-t out, n-gga
lil b! can’t n0body f-ck with me
rawest rapper in the rap game
n-gga, straight up, n-gga
red flame, i been hungry, n-gga
n-gga, red flame, n-gga
n-gga, i got that burning in my heart, n-gga
you feel me? b-tch!

- lil b

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