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letra de dreamland - morray

[intro]
yeah yeah oh
yeah oh
oh

[chorus]
it was hard growing up like i did
seeing everybody had this and i ain’t never have sh-t
like f-ck christmas and a birthday, i ain’t never have gifts
living a broken life, like a n-gga acting in spike script
hold on with the vice grip
this just how motha f-ckin life is

[verse 1]
n-gga, this is my life
sad that i would do it for a price
b & e’s each and every single night, just to get the pockets right
split it up even amongst the guys
hard as f-ck cuz it made the money tight
couldn’t even catch a break from the state, caught a case
i was only thirteen, had a mask on the facе
i was 5’5, had a nine on the waist
i was smart as a b-tch and let my mind go to wastе
i was always on my own
making sure my moves were never known
young as f-ck but i was moving grown
heart made of stone
always thought that i would be alone
even with the love that i was shown
n0body ever gave a real f-ck about me, so why would i give a f-ck about ye
i was skinny, i was hungry, i ain’t have food to eat
making trouble on the double dutch that’s how i released
[chorus]
it was hard growing up like i did
seeing everybody had this and i ain’t never have sh-t
like f-ck christmas and a birthday, i ain’t never have gifts
living a broken life like a n-gga acting in spike script
hold on with the vice grip
this just how motha f-ckin life is

[verse 2]
i can’t complain if i tried, a n-gga only glad that he alive
dealing with the pain, gotta keep it bottled up inside
i’m a black man, that’s how we survive
can’t remember stable places, we was in n out of bas-m-nts
laying on some carpet ’cause its better than the pavement
living in a motel, mama couldn’t make it
daddy had another b-tch, guess he couldn’t face it
anything we ever gained he would try to come and take it
if she ever spoke about it he would lose his f-ckin patience
several different ways to beat her, can’t believe he’s so creative
sad to say it to this day i still really f-ckin hate him

[chorus]
it was hard growing up like i did
seeing everybody had this and i ain’t never have sh-t
like f-ck christmas and a birthday i ain’t never have gifts
living a broken life like a n-gga acting in spike script
hold on with the vice grip
this just how motha f-ckin life is

- morray

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