letra de 5pm in l.a. - lil bean
[intro]
(r- r- r- remedy)
unhh
[verse 1]
hood n-gga in designer shoes
i can’t go out no sucka, i got a lot to lose
how the f-ck you cool with them n-ggas, you know they shot at you
if they say it’s up with my n-ggas, we got a problem too
big choppa, he like five six, huh
only rollin’ with n-ggas i’m prolly dyin’ wit’
ain’t no both sides, lil n-gga, pick who you sidin’ wit’
gunz comin’ home to a ticket, i got my slime lit
and i’m on stage, doin’ shows now
i know it’s beauty in struggle, and that sh-t shows now
young n-gga outta my section, i’m kickin’ doors down
you the type to act for a n-gga, to hold his pole, clown
n-ggas tellin’, they be loose lips
ain’t too many just throw up, get on this cruise ship
talkin’ ’bout, you ran into them suckas, and you ain’t do sh-t
on the internet you was thuggin’, but that was bullsh-t
[chorus]
my brother caught a body, he say that he switchin’ states
when you livin’ wrong, it’s sh-t that you gotta face
hunnids in the floor, i got twenties up in the safe
when you live this life, it’s chances you gotta take
nana told me, say, “baby, have better faith”
thinkin’ ’bout my granny, she live in a better place
baby, you gon’ lose, you care what them people say
livin’ like she taught me, i found me a better way
[verse 2]
i don’t really do the politics
real n-gga, i don’t even need acknowledgement
granny know i shoulda been hoopin’, they seen how college went
now i’m tryin’ not to die young, i’m on my roddy sh-t
and i don’t listen to the bullsh-t
tell my youngin’s, stay hoopin’, stayin’ on school sh-t
sh-t ain’t really nothin’, lil brodie, man f-ck this hood sh-t
tryna count a million, fly private, the f-ck is hood rich?
and i remember you was gang gang
you was supposed to be with us, but you a lame, lame
any hood, it don’t matter, i let my chain hang
stayin’ true to my n-ggas, i’m on the same thing
vvs, see these rocks hit
they come to me for the keys, yeah i’m a locksmith
young n-gga, cravin’ a body, he tryna drop sh-t
broad day, he with whatever, he tryna box sh-t
[chorus]
my brother caught a body, he say that he switchin’ states
when you livin’ wrong, it’s sh-t that you gotta face
hunnids in the floor, i got twenties up in the safe
when you live this life, it’s chances you gotta take
nana told me, say, “baby, have better faith”
thinkin’ ’bout my granny, she live in a better place
baby, you gon’ lose, you care what them people say
livin’ like she taught me, i found me a better way
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