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letra de had it all - manii x

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[chorus]
fake friends and family, i done had it all
i’m not pressed or nun, i ain’t mad at all
i done shed tears, but i ain’t sad at all
said f-ck the field, f-ck basketball

i done got stabbed in my f-cking back
people lied on me and that’s a fact
got a burner on me, yea i keep a strap
got yo b-tch sitting all on my lap
[x2]

[verse 1]
lost my homies, that sh-t was sad
getting money, yea i gotta add
you n-ggas stay focused on a bag
n-ggas gon bleed, y’all need a pad

none of us on the same page
all i had to do was pave ways
y’all stay riding on the same waves
no sticks for me i don’t play games

all n-ggas do is play now
i been doing this sh-t since the playground
it’s time for y’all to make way now
i’m not the same n-gga wit the same smile
took out the cd and switched games now
look at the monster the world made now
n-ggas got glasses on cause all they do is mother f-cking throw shade now

all the sh-t you want, i hope you get it
n-ggas always swear that they f-cking different
y’all look the same ion see the difference
in a stuck position like you on the pivot

turned dark cause i got a bitter past
b-tches temporary don’t get attached
n-ggas rolling with snakes in the grass
hope you keep up cause they slither fast

silent like santa in the chimney
people always tryna mother f-cking diss me
b-tches in my phone saying that they miss me
you been sucking d-ck b-tch don’t try to kiss me

time flying by looking at the clock
don’t want static you gon get shocked
i ran before i learned how to walk
n-ggas tryna keep me in the f-cking dark

took his b-tch now she in my bed arched
get to the point like a f-cking dart
don’t try to finish if you won’t start
i’m the sh-t b-tch you lil n-ggas farts

i’m moving in the whip while you n-ggas parked
you save b-tches from the mall call you blart
finna be moving up in the charts
f-cked up t–th n-ggas call me shark

all you lil n-ggas really f-cking guppies
you whine and b-tch like a lil puppy
got gucci on me like i’m lil pumping
sick of these n-ggas always f-cking fronting

in the yard and we gon get to stomping
claim they rappers but they never spitting nun
n-ggas scared an they gon get to running
dive in the crowd now let’s get it jumping

call me santa cause i got three hoes
i’m the one you would never see fold
y’all n-ggas fold like some f-cking clothes
and that childish sh-t really getting old

they tryna block my light like a lamp shade
n-ggas been at it it’s a d-mn shame
got controllers like it’s a d-mn game
yo sh-t sloppy like it’s fan made

but this sh-t is serious, it make me furious and also a bit curious
n-ggas goofy laughing like it’s f-cking mickey, swear they all delirious
they said i was a d-mn fool thinking i could make it and i can’t believe i’m hearing this
so have that same energy when i’m up and my lifestyles luxurious

[chorus]
fake friends and family, i done had it all
i’m not pressed or nun, i ain’t mad at all
i done shed tears, but i ain’t sad at all
said f-ck the field, f-ck basketball

i done got stabbed in my f-cking back
people lied on me and that’s a fact
got a burner on me, yea i keep a strap
got yo b-tch sitting all on my lap
[x2]

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