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letra de the story - lor scoota

[chorus]
these n-ggas
ain’t never gave a f-ck about me
why the f-ck i’m supposed to care about their opinions?
these n-ggas ain’t never did sh-t for me
i can count on my hands
who my real n-ggas
i can count on my hands
who my real n-ggas, who my friends
who been with me through thick and thin
shake my hand, but he ain’t my man
know deep down, you hate my ass
hate my ass, ‘cause i got cash
took your b-tch in a camera flash
all it took was a picture snap

[verse 1]
n-ggas sweet as gingersnaps
the rap game just (?)
hottest youngin in the country
you can ask p. diddy that
and i ain’t left my city yet
i took over the internet
go and check the hashtags
scoota up next been stamped
all thesе n-ggas been trash
i’m here to address that
timе to do some clean up
where i left my mess at
baltimore city come to me
when it come to rap
anybody can make a song
and i got to respect that
when they want that real sh-t
i’m the one they come and get
drug dealing, slanging pills sh-t
i’m the one they f-cking with
y’all n-ggas just making hits
i’m the one that represent
i’m the one that took my time
and came up with a plan for this
y’all the ones that kept on slacking
sitting on your ass and sh-t
holding out y’all hand and sh-t
see me, wanna bag my sh-t
when i was down bad
you ain’t feed me out your granny’s sh-t
anything i had
i always shared with the clique
[chorus]
these n-ggas
ain’t never gave a f-ck about me
why the f-ck i’m supposed to care about their opinions?
these n-ggas ain’t never did sh-t for me
i can count on my hands
who my real n-ggas
i can count on my hands
who my real n-ggas, who my friends
who been with me through thick and thin
shake my hand, but he ain’t my man
know deep down, you hate my ass
hate my ass, ‘cause i got cash
took your b-tch in a camera flash
all it took was a picture snap

[verse 2]
n-ggas get a couple dollars
they be quick to forget about you
i ain’t never begged a n-gga
always shared it if i got it
n-gga, money ain’t no problem
why?
‘cause all my n-ggas got it
i
can see you n-ggas watching
i’m hearing stories about n-ggas plotting
i ain’t tryna harm n0body
i’m just tryna stack my (?)
warning
i will catch a body
(?)
don’t run up on me
i been getting all this money
now they say i’m acting funny
they ain’t never gave me sh-t
so what the f-ck i owe them n-ggas?
i’m the same man
that was out here sharing clothes with n-ggas
n-ggas get them bands
and start acting like a different n-gga
i’m the same man
that was ready to go to war with n-ggas
y’all don’t understand my pain
‘cause y’all don’t know my story, n-gga
this sh-t with me bigger than rap
i ain’t just no performer n-gga
me, i really been in the trap
trapping every morning, n-gga
get it out the hole
with dope, coke and marijuana, n-gga
telling real stories
i should be a f-cking author, n-gga

- lor scoota

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