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letra de can't let go - mez

all my n-ggas do/

got a thing for ya girl/
might rob, steal, blow a n-gga brain for ya girl/
get locked up in the bing for ya girl/
man n-ggas go insane for ya girl/
they don’t want us p-ssing the test huh?/
society call us a mess huh/
you surprised he waving a tech?/
i wonder what you expect from n-ggas that you neglect, huh?/
bmw tag say nevada/
water on a white rag and it’s prada/
try to wash away the sins try to wash away the sin/
hyndai couldn’t help you get the sin outta, us/
been through worse, couldn’t knock the wind outta, us/
see us, in the dark tinted impala they nervous/
the way we depicted soon as a n-gga born they the hip we the th-rn, they took the innocence outta, us/
but i love my n-ggas, but i love, but i love my n-ggas/
they be actin like we, they be actin like we drug dealers, every time they see us we drug dealers i don’t understand/
some of us lost but we smart tho/
weighing heavy on my heart tho/
it’s a feeling i don’t really think that y’all know/
you report the pain but we mourning like alonzo/

and i can’t let go/ and i can’t let go/
and we can’t let go, wonder why we can’t let go/
and we can’t let go, and i can’t can’t let go/
wonder why we can’t let go, n-ggas can’t let go/
never can’t, wonder why we can’t let go/
and we can’t let go/ yo/

ok ok i’m ready, what’s the question regis?/
why they feed the kids overseas when the children here need leaders/
especially when they own neighborhood look so defeated?/
just so they can tell the divas, and it look much more prestigious/
don’t believe this?/
lil homie down the block do, he know that help ain’t coming and he got his glock c-cked too/
leave yo whip unattended i bet you that he got you/
it’s convertible, you at the light, he might of shot you/
this is is his perspective/
my soul is always thirsty/
feel like i’m sposed to be stealing how these coppers always search me/
talk bout praying, but i’m feeling like he cursed me/
so keep the lords mercy, where’s lamborghini mercy?/
that n-gga want miller, reggie, percy/
baller, or a rapper, or a casket, and he-rs- we/
can definitely do better i know that and it hurt me/
the lil girls fast, more than jackie joyner kersey/
what to do?/
grew up around some brandy wood chastain n-ggas/
wasn’t no bad neighborhood we played ball and we drank pitchers/
kool aid somebody momma made, our jersey’s that can’t fit us/
while we wait plot on girls wit bangs, that was the main picture/
alot of those little boys eventually turned gang members/
now i hear bout murder cases involving them same n-ggas/
i see the eyes of childhood friends and i can’t picture/
none of them just hoppin’ out and then aiming to flame n-ggas/
trying not to remember how i last saw em/
i would of expected it how they was looking last autumn/
when i was home to visit, talkin bout my new endeavors/
tryna show my n-ggas the future but then they past caught em/

us
you don’t ever hear about us/
don’t n0body ever care about us/
when a young brother gets k!lled murder don’t get found, they don’t ever know the whereabouts us/
wonder why they always scared about us/
don’t n0body shed a tear about us/
everbody always fear about us/
so i’m trying to make everything clear about us/

- mez

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