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letra de maintain - dave east

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[chorus: bino rideaux]
young n-gg- growin’ up, now i just wear plain jane
them n-gg-s ain’t built like us, them n-gg-s lame, lame (b-tch!)
money keep calling my line, just tell ’em the same thing (brrr)
only break bread with my n-gg-s, huh, gang gang
do it for the block young n-gg-, for the block young n-gg-, gang gang
i was just focused, i was tryna get it, i was tryna maintain
these n-gg-s bogus, they be gettin’ over, they be playin’ fame games
i still feel the same pain

[verse 1: bino rideaux]
i hop in that coupe and i can’t hear the motor, i can’t feel the lane change
what happened to real n-gg-s come first, explain things
i’m tryna keep consistent with the sh-t they tell me that the fame change
n-gg-s was with me, they be feelin’ different ’bout this sh-t ’til change came
find me a b-tch that never really been nowhere and take her way, way
ain’t got no time for nothin’ when you live life around the bank, chase
can’t take these b-tches too serious, these b-tches just play, pay
young n-gg- made me, count up the day to day

[chorus: bino rideaux]
young n-gg- growin’ up, now i just wear plain jane
them n-gg-s ain’t built like us, them n-gg-s lame, lame (b-tch!)
money keep calling my line, just tell ’em the same thing (brrr)
only break bread with my n-gg-s, huh, gang gang
do it for the block young n-gg-, for the block young n-gg-, gang gang
i was just focused, i was tryna get it, i was tryna maintain
these n-gg-s bogus, they be gettin’ over, they be playin’ fame games
i still feel the same pain

[verse 2: dave east]
i still feel the same thing
we can’t leave no witness, i don’t want to hit it, i just want some brain brain
n-gg-s keep talkin’ ’bout they gettin’ money, them n-gg-s is lame, lame
before all these foreigns i wasn’t important was hoppin’ the train, train
where i’m from you either slang ‘caine, play a sport or go and gang bang
i did all three, i came right out of jail, then that’s when my lane changed
i got this guap, it’s fallin’ out my pockets, you try me and i blew the same thing
already bust the patek down, it’s time to go pick up the plain jane
i be in hoods where you can’t hang, throw up my hood, n-gg- gang gang

[chorus: bino rideaux]
young n-gg- growin’ up, now i just wear plain jane
them n-gg-s ain’t built like us, them n-gg-s lame, lame (b-tch!)
money keep calling my line, just tell ’em the same thing (brrr)
only break bread with my n-gg-s, huh, gang gang
do it for the block young n-gg-, for the block young n-gg-, gang gang
i was just focused, i was tryna get it, i was tryna maintain
these n-gg-s bogus, they be gettin’ over, they be playin’ fame games
i still feel the same pain

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