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letra de easy work - little torment

[verse 1]
let me take you back in time, like 2006
moving round with sticks, i had no clue about them bricks
till i got the plug all i knew was round the bits
now i’m driving up to sloane, tryna cop some louis bits
but i remember then, going halves on a benz
now i’m crusing in the benz, mix some coca with some benz
young savage, don’t know how my mother managed
police knocking on the door, i kept her in a panic
my brother’s baby mother went to jail for the shotty
mum’s scared that they’ll say her son’s dead or k!lled somebody
lost n-ggas to the streets, to the jail, to the beef
if i’m honest bar the money it’s just heartache and grief
rolling up the leaf, how i find a little peace
fly out to jamaica, sunshine, a likkle breeze
hoping the police don’t find me with my piece
this is my story so i write this sh-t with ease
[hook]
no one said it would be easy
but i know i’ve been working hard
i’ve been through the wars, believe me
i can show you battle scars
now the only l i take is l.v
shoes, belt, bag, tee, ah
ain’t nothing like my past
ain’t nothing like my past

[verse 2]
i left home at sixteen, selling weed to stay afloat
old heads make mistakes, i was sitting taking notes
i didn’t go college cause the t-house was jumping
i met the plug early and i learned a little something
had b-tches, lost b-tches and i met new b-tches
but i don’t give a sh-t, i’ve been focused on these riches
spend my life trapping daily, nah i’m not a gimmick
but when i hit the gucci store, master p, i’ve got no limit
ever see a cat o.d.? that sh-t is mental
tryna be successful from trapping out that rental
living in the dunya cause a different kinda hunger
now them people i was tryna reach are tryna get my number
but i remember nothing in my pocket, bought that pocket rocket
till i end up in the jail, now everything is going swell
back up in the booth, i’m working like i never left
dj tr, it’s been like six years, no less
[hook]
no one said it would be easy
but i know i’ve been working hard
i’ve been through the wars, believe me
i can show you battle scars
now the only l i take is l.v
shoes, belt, bag, tee, ah
ain’t nothing like my past
ain’t nothing like my past

- little torment

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