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letra de too much pride - mo3

[intro]
( i won’t let sh-t slide )
deep down inside…

[hook]
i done did some grimmey things
f-ck being real my friends reminded me
it ain’t no love when it get rough i had some time to think
b-tch you can leave you only want me for the finer things
heart on my sleeves and they gone see it if i die today
i got to much pride, to much pride
it hurt deep down inside no i can’t lie, (no can’t lie)
i got to much pride, to much pride
i won’t let that sh-t slide and that’s no lie

[verse 1]
caught a body and i ain’t talking bout 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 rocking (yeah)
couple hours in a cell feeling nauseous drinking water from a [?]
n-ggas plotting, partners all in my pockets
they want to rob me cuss they say that i got it
rain water keep on saying i got it, i just tell em go and get the deposit
i went to sleep on a spot in the floor
a year later i woke up in a mase
i can’t land b-tch im fly like a pilot
the back end got to big for a wallet
we’re was you when i was sleep on a pallet?
keep your number cus i don’t wanna dial it
keep that same energy
one day you cool next day it’s smoke, oh you must envy me?
my clostest enemy is someone who pretend to be
i won’t shead a tear if i make my friend a memory
and i gave you a home and n-gga you and do sh-t for me
[hook]
i done did some grimmey things
f-ck being real my friends reminded me
it ain’t no love when it get rough i had some time to think
b-tch you can leave you only want me for the finer things
heart on my sleeves and they gone see it if i die today
i got to much pride, to much pride
it hurt deep down inside no i can’t lie, (no can’t lie)
i got to much pride, to much pride
i won’t let that sh-t slide and that’s no lie

[verse 2]
kick down the door like kong fu
i’m jaycee chan with the kick moves
and i slang iron like a nunchaku
n-gga let me show you what the stick do
balenciaga my ho look like lady gaga, she rocking prada
tell the opps they gone die in the hands of a don-dada, b-tch i’m osama
got allot of money and the streets getting hotter (b-tch getting hotter)
b-tch i’m mufasa
they making up storys they lieing on my name (i don’t listen to gossip)
they wanna k!ll me i ride with that thang
(like 2 or 3 choppas)
i lost some friends they say they wouldn’t change (but i was better off without em)
now [?] lane yeah that’s we’re they found me
posted up, thuggin with shooters around me
shark in the water you gone have to drown me
my p.o she tripping i can’t leave the county
n-ggas be hating yeah, they talk about me
hate that i made it but why did you dought me?
got my tired of sleeping in cars on couches
b-tch im a general don’t need a vouch
[hook]
i done did some grimmey things
f-ck being real my friends reminded me
it ain’t no love when it get rough i had some time to think
b-tch you can leave you only want me for the finer things
heart on my sleeves and they gone see it if i die today
i got to much pride, to much pride
it hurt deep down inside no i can’t lie, (no can’t lie)
i got to much pride, to much pride
i won’t let that sh-t slide and that’s no lie

- mo3

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