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letra de water sandwich - nefew

i came out that mud like a pig
i was broke, so i did what i did
hit the streets, we was late on the bills
got shot in my neck, it got real
i came out that cut, it was cold
can’t speak on everything i sold
apd tried to capture my soul
i spent some time in the hole
i made a bond with the junkies
they was with me, the brought me the money
i even let the junkies serve em
& they told me everything they heard
remember nights i couldn’t sleep
i learned how to walk in the dark
hole in my sock, they were cheap
i’m just grateful my bih had a heart
i walked with the devil alone
you weren’t there that night i lost my soul
couple my patnas they snorted powder, but lil nefew didn’t play with his nose
you can’t tell me sh-t bout the struggle
you never ate a water sandwich
drink a couple cups of water
til it feel like you ate a sandwich
swear to god i done slept on the floor
had roaches crawling on my hand
locked up with n-ggas who were grown
& that made lil nefew a man
i rose above my depression
so i put that rose in my face
on the block where i got off my lessons
when you broke, water sandwich like steak
call me nefew i came off that corner
i knew i would pop like a soda
won’t speak on everything i sold
i stand on my morals and codes
i was shooting ball with uncle jeffrey
he used to trick me out my dope
when i first got locked up i was ready
i told em take me to the hole
what you know about a quick flip
that water whip soft gotta sell it quick
we was trapping up white call it counterfeit
used to walk to my plays, i ain’t have a whip
i found me a lane & i balanced it
these ain’t balenci’s these new balances
sometimes you gotta chill out today
that mean you live to trap another day
i heard them boys at the store today
wait till they leave, serve another play
i was selling crack rock with my patna
i still got that blood on my choppa
imma beat up the trap with them haymakers
mortal kombat like morocco
i walked in them bricks like pootietang
lil nefew had dirt on his shoestrings
i watched my daddy kick the bucket
so a n-gga can’t tell me a d-mn thing
i’m a lil n-gga but i’m a heavyweight
never ran from no b that was what-her-name
i jumped in the streets with the young n-ggas
it’s a draco it got the drum in it
n-gga wearing purses and they think it’s cool just because it got a gun in it
i stayed in the trap with my long johns
air max serving d in em
n-ggas pants too tight
they don’t look like they can breathe in em
on the block shooting dice
ain’t no room in the trap, gotta squeeze in it
i make my songs for the street n-ggas
and them n-ggas who think that they be with it
put my dope in a trashcan
imma pop a n-gga tryna peep in it
if i rob a n-gga i’m a bad man
but if i stay broke i’m a weak n-gga
i was in court with that dope on me
definition of a street n-gga
remember scared to get some rest
i was seeing handcuffs in my sleep n-gga

- nefew

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