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letra de too much pride - mo3 (official)

intro
i won’t let sh-t sli-i-ide…. (sli-i-ide)
deep down insi-i-ide…. (i-i-ide)

chorus
i done did some grimy thangs
(grimy thangs)
f-ck bein real, my friends reminded me –
(reminded me)
it ain’t no love when it get rough
i had some time to think
(i had some time to think)
b-tch, you can leave
you only want me for the finer things
(why-y-y?)
heart on my sleeve
so they gon’ see it if i die today
(ayy)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(too much pri-i-ide)
it hurt deep down inside, no i can’t li-i-ie
(no i can’t li-i-ie)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(that’s on gang – gang)
i won’t let sh-t slide, oh that’s no li-i-i-ie
verse 1
caught a body, and i ain’t talk about it
but rap about it, just to show ’em i’m bout it
(yeah)
investigation –
homicide on my body
they gave me options
but they know how i’m rockin
(yeah)
couple hours in a cell, feelin nautious
i’m drinkin water from up under the faucet
(yeah!)
n-ggas plottin, partna’s all in my pockets
they wanna rob me, cuz they say that i got it
(heyy)
rain water, keep em sayin i got it
i just tell ’em: “go and get the deposit”
i went to sleep in a spot on a floor
a year later, i woke up in a mazzi
(skurrr)
i-i can’t land b-tch, i’m fly like a pilot
the backend got too big for a wallet
where were you when i was sleep on a pallet?
keep your number girl, i don’t wanna dial it
keep that same energy…
one day you cool, next day its smoke
oh, you must envy me
(you must envy me)
my closest enemy is someone who pretend to be
(do pretend to be)
i won’t shed a tear
if i make my friend a memory
(on gang)
and i gave you a home, and n-gga you
chorus
done did some grimy thangs
(grimy thangs)
f-ck bein real, my friends reminded me –
(reminded me)
it ain’t no love when it get rough
i had some time to think
(i had some time to think)
b-tch, you can leave
you only want me for the finer things
(why-y-y?)
heart on my sleeve
so they gon’ see it if i die today
(ayy)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(too much pri-i-ide)
it hurt deep down inside, no i can’t li-i-ie
(no i can’t li-i-ie)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(that’s on gang – gang)
i won’t let sh-t slide, oh that’s no li-i-i-ie

verse 2
kick down a door like kung fu
(kung fu, whoo!)
i’m jackie chan with the kick moves
and i’m slang iron like a nunchuck
(whoooo wow!!)
n-gga, let me show em what the stick do
(yeah)
balenciaga, my hoe look like lady gaga
she rockin prada
tell the ops they gon die
at the hands of a gun toubta
b-tch, i’m osama
got a lotta money in the streets, gettin hotta…
(b-tch, i’m gettin’ hotta’)
b-tch, i’m mufasa
they makin up stories, they lyin on my name
(on my name huh?)
i don’t listen to gossip
they wanna k!ll me; i ride with that thang –
(blttt, bah bah!!)
two or three choppas
i lost some friends
that said they wouldn’t change
(what?!)
but i was better off without em
norf dallas the lane
yeah, that’s where they found me –
posted up, thuggin with shoota’s around me
shark in the water, you gon have to drown me
my po, she trippin, i can’t leave the county
n-ggas be hatin, yeah they talk about me
hate that i made it, but why did you doubt me?
got tired of sleepin in cars – on couches
b-tch, i’m a general – don’t need to vouche
chorus
i done did some grimy thangs
(grimy thangs)
f-ck bein real, my friends reminded me –
(reminded me)
it ain’t no love when it get rough
i had some time to think
(i had some time to think)
b-tch, you can leave
you only want me for the finer things
(why-y-y?)
heart on my sleeve
so they gon’ see it if i die today
(ayy)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(too much pri-i-ide)
it hurt deep down inside, no i can’t li-i-ie
(no i can’t li-i-ie)
i got too much pride, too much pri-i-ide
(that’s on gang – gang)
i won’t let sh-t slide, oh that’s no li-i-i-ie

- mo3 official

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