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letra de 8 to 8 - onlysu

from eight to eight, eight
from eight to eight, eight
i dun prayed for the times like this (five times)
i sacrificed and struggled for the times like this
yeah
woah
woah
woah
making my way through the trenches n-gga
i will not stop at a million
million ways i could get it n-gga
shrimp in the pasta sicilian (hmm)
stirring the pot and i thicken it (thicken it)
bagging the keys and i’m sealing it (sealing it)
back in the days i was broke had no food in my stomach
you know i was feeling it (feeling it)
money on the line and i’m casting up the fishing rod up and i’m reeling it
(reeling it)
putting my cards on the table
securing the profits
believе that i’m keeping it (yeah)
stacking the paper till thе ceiling fan (yeah)
ramen noodles on the frying pan (yeah)
nowadays i gotta roll up with protection
cause them n-ggas they be eying mans (yeah)
back to the trap
i was out selling yay with my bros downtown caught up in the sh-t (sh-t)
no big bros could guide the young boys
with the lil bros on the strip (strip)
i’m putting my heart on my sleeve and them n-ggas they look at my armor for chips
(chips)
my life is a movie
you couldn’t even go to adobe to cut out the clips
rolling down the block like i got stolen plates (grrtt)
when i buzz you in
just don’t forget to close the gate (close the gate)
i dun spent twelve hours on the road
that’s eight to eight (eight)
i dun spent twelve hours on the road
that’s eight to eight (eight eight)

we got the trap booming
n-ggas tried to out do me
permanent cough in my chest from the loud
you could tell by the pounds i’m consuming
night after night
we was building the vision that no other person could view it
i dun came up from the bottom with my n-ggas
believe we been through it
i’m breaking the barriers
i’m hitting my targets
i’m doing it on my own
my momma she telling me
tell all the truth
when i’m telling the stories on my songs
clearing the logs in my celly
the feddy’s they steady
they tapping up phones
i come to the city
they greet with confetti
whenever i land and touch home
woah
rolling down the block like i got stolen plates (grrtt)
when i buzz you in
just don’t forget to close the gate (close the gate)
i dun spent twelve hours on the road
that’s eight to eight (eight)
i dun spent twelve hours on the road
that’s eight to eight (eight to eight)

looking down on my phone
i don’t know who i can call anymore
(i don’t know)
no emotion on the battlefield
leave your fears when you walk through the door
i might lose myself
but i won’t lose my faith
got my hands dirty but i still live to see the day
i don’t wanna go to sleep until i’m sleeping in a wraith
with the stars on the roof like a n-gga out of sp-ce
i’m wearing my heart on my sleeve
i’m risking my life every week
this ones for the ones who doubted me
i break the doors down
now i’m free

- onlysu

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