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letra de letters - mbnel

[intro]
thank you, ralph

[verse]
if you ain’t shot at nothin’, your opinion do not mean sh-t
same ones askin’ for somethin’ said i wouldn’t be sh-t
ten toes down, keep my feet up on the cement
lil dino caught a body, now they callin’ him a demon
used to walk around rockin’ payless
heard they say they tryna k!ll us, brodie, say less, ayy
i just dropped a verse for this paycheck
this forty stopped his -ss in traffic, that’s a brake check
b-tches know i break necks
why these n-gg-s all up on my d-ck like a latex?
i ain’t fallin’ off, i ain’t even reach my apex
before i eat myself, i ask my brodie if he ate yet
better wait before the put on, i ain’t even on the eight yet
been callin’ from the county, few way in and i mute the phone
he sentimental, he thinkin’ ’bout when he comin’ home
my family hated on me ’til the money came, i proved them wrong
i love my girl family, g-o-d, i treat them like my own
when i was broke, on god, you always put me first
the streets is sticky, you with me, i put it in your purse
i say i’m blessed every day ’cause sh-t, it could be worse
cam was with me hittin’ n-gg-s, now he on a shirt
ayy, the streets is wicked, lost some n-gg-s, why i’m in my feelings
i’m still posted on my block and i ain’t never switchin’
you lost a brother, lost a soldier, make sure n-gg-s feelin’
when i’m alone, i smoke this dope to help a n-gg- heal it
ayy, this sh-t just make me numb so i can’t even feel sh-t
i was broke and b-mmy so i had to steal sh-t
my n-gg- doin’ life, hard for him to feel sh-t
ayy, i cut back on the mud ’cause it ain’t help to heal sh-t
lot of south k but ain’t droppin’ no bodies
a lot of rappin’ ’bout them guns but ain’t poppin’ n-body
we rock with glocks, fully autos, ain’t rockin’ no shotties
now these bougie b-tches choosin’ on me ’cause a n-gg- poppin’
ayy, cuzzo did his skit, we ain’t jump him in
they said i wouldn’t be sh-t ’til i touched me like ten
and i’ma buy my mom a crib before i flood my wrist
when i was broke, n-gg-s ain’t throw me dope, that’s why i love my b-tch
and lately i done had the same dreams
all this prayin’ still ain’t save me, i been feelin’ like ain’t nothin’ workin’ lately
seein’ my niece’s smile made me wish i had a baby
might as well start prayin’ to this pistol, it’s what saves me
all this fussin’ and fightin’, sayin’ we ain’t workin’
i’m sorry that i made mistakes ’cause i ain’t perfect
if i go broke then me and my n-gg-s purgin’
designer cover pain, that’s why i love it when i splurge it
ayy, money root of evil, but for me it solve problems
mama disappointed i ain’t wanna go to college
i be trappin’ for them foreigns, get my mama out them camrys
i been way up out my zone, i just hope they understand me, gang

[outro]
thank you, ralph

- mbnel

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