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letra de came a long way - lil blade

[intro]
(d-mn, we can trip on this b-tch, you hear me?)
ayy, yeah

[verse]
been gettin’ sold dreams since i was sixteen
n-ggas hatin’ on me, i ain’t did sh-t but do me (wow)
walk in, everybody starin’, they like, “who he?” (d-mn)
i ain’t even know who i was, this a new me
i done been broke, i done bounced back
i done f-cked bad b-tches, n-gga, i done f-cked rats
i done had to put my chains up and get the load back (real sh-t)
ain’t n0body ever give me sh-t, i had my own back (come on)
yeah, never played rich, but never knеw when i was broke (nevеr)
tell ’em when you down, they’ll turn you to a joke (crazy)
you learn who you really is when all you got is hope
still the same one that see a n-gga b-tch and make her choke (hah)
daddy died when i was five, grew up and lost my mind (for real)
f-ck the money and the fame, all i wanted was the time (come on)
seein’ the pain in my mama eyes make me wanna cry (make me wanna cry)
instead, i hold it in, get off my ass, go and grind (let’s get it)
everybody get they time, but i gotta get what’s mine
crushed on the inside, but i tell ’em that i’m fine (i’m straight)
if i said i never wanted to give up, i’d be lyin’
left my feelings in the past and i still can’t find ’em (i still can’t)
never thought i’d see my main man switch on me (sh-t crazy)
same n-ggas talkin’ down, now they b-tch want me (hoes f-ckin’)
big blade, i ain’t never had no big homie (never)
made a way for myself once they spinned on me (on god)
all i ever had was my granny and my mama
now i don’t see ’em much, ’cause i’m busy chasin’ dollars (i’m sorry)
i don’t like none of these n-ggas if we really bein’ honest
anything you see me with, it came outta my pockets, yeah (my sh-t)
i ain’t no d-ck-suckin’ rap n-gga, yeah (h-ll nah)
i’m a b-tch-f-ckin’ bag flipper (you dig?)
give a f-ck who you is, i ain’t no ass kisser (b-tch)
ain’t fallin’ out about no hoes, i let my mans hit her
if i can’t get it hand to hand, tell ’em mail that sh-t
ain’t rockin’ other n-ggas’ ice, i’d rather sell that sh-t (hah)
call bro, where you at? i need that scale right quick (come on)
you ain’t never met another young n-gga like this (yeah)
everybody got opinions, but’ll never know my pain
all the sh-t i been through, i know i’ll never be the same (never will)
look myself in the mirror, i don’t even know my name
don’t even feel like it, man, this sh-t’ll drive you crazy
put it all on the floor, leave it all up to god
every time my back against the wall, i always beat the odds (always)
i don’t talk to these n-ggas, ’cause i’m tired of the lies (tired of it)
and i don’t deal with these b-tches ’cause they all runnin’ wild
i’d rather be to myself in my own sp-ce (yeah)
i don’t owe a n-gga sh-t, i made my own plate (h-ll nah)
why i don’t come around, ’cause they all fake
i know he proud, man, your son came a long way (on god, n-gga)

- lil blade

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