letra de been thru this before - marshmello & southside
[intro]
ayy, southside, where you get all that drip?
mello made it right
[verse 1: giggs]
most these n-ggas are most these problems
most these toolied up goons, ghost and goblins
nah, mostly bougie stuff, don’t see problems
know she say she was, but no, she wasn’t
yeah, posted hoodied up, yeah, gucci bottoms
yeah, yeah, she lookin’ sweet, but lowkey rotten
yeah, soldiers [?] up, [?] ’em
yeah, all these dudes in touch, but lowkey gotham
he’s in the back, he got the massive glock (yeah)
he’s on the left side, squeezin’ that macintosh
hollow mans back, you know that i’m back on top
and everyone eats, and that’s when the ration stop
you sound offense, you gettin’ me tense
like, go get my money, my twenty percent
big movies over there, best know we shot them
yeah, all these dudes in touch, plus
[saint jhn]
n-gga, we, we been through all of this before, cocaine in a drawer
pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war
comin’ from them vibes, scratchin’ pockets, know we poor
ten years later, same sh-t, just more mature
we been through all of this before, dirt came from the wall
hopin’ that “forever” comes, knowin’ this is life
but only life that we saw, pistols in a drawer
cocaine in the cornerpocket, hopin’ that you know we been through all this before
[verse 1: saint jhn]
i do not f-ck with n0body, i do not have me no friends
i got a gofundme and a venmo, so, if i love you, depends
i got a brother that shoots, i am just wipin’ the prints
i did the math, the graph, and givin’ you half ain’t makin’ no sense
i’m still real, and i’m still screamin’ “brook-brooklyn”
grey scene and that good look
dope game in my co-vein, so cocaine in my cook-book
dark skin in my snow white, i [?]
picked up where you left off, and i gave back what the hood took
so, callin’ it now, next year i’m takin’ a grammy
usually sheniqua exclusive, tonight i’m just thinkin’ ’bout takin’ an emmy
and they just know i’m the king, so, i’m just takin’ it nice
n-ggas’ll back out their pack and relax out the sack like takin’ a xanny
mans on a crusade ting, n-ggas’ll aim at your head
and they come for your top on a toupee ting
b-tches’ll play with your heart, just stay baka, ’cause they on a two-play ting
i’ll tell [?] to kickin’ it and pushin it on, skate on a lupe ting
if it’s black, then i’m black and i’m black and i’m back on a dússe ting
[saint jhn]
n-gga, we, we been through all of this before, cocaine in a drawer
pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war
comin’ from them vibes, scratchin’ pockets, know we poor
ten years later, same sh-t, just more mature
we been through all of this before, dirt came from the wall
hopin’ that “forever” comes, knowin’ this is life
but only life that we saw, pistols in a drawer
cocaine in the cornerpocket, hopin’ that you know we been through all this before
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