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letra de last days - pro dillinger & sean kelly

[intro]
uh (big umbrella sh-t, n-gga)
big one nine sh-t
it’s me you heard?
big dirt from scum squad
uh

[verse 1]
i’m so close to gettin’ rich, the money right there (it’s right there)
still chasing dreams, but i’m living through these nightmares
a lot of n-ggas never left they hood and they died there (them n-ggas is mad)
some n-ggas stand tall, some n-ggas step aside there
we all made choices, we all gotta live with it (gotta live with that)
some people understand that, thе rest of us are ignorant
i’m sick of it, so i drink beer ’til i’m belligеrent
white and brown liquor shots, i’m mixing it
i put a couple n-ggas on but i never mention it (i don’t mention that)
i’ma make this rap money turn into some businesses (aha)
big umbrella takeover, y’all just here to witness it
n-ggas run the game now, the rest of y’all is visitors (y’all just visitin’, man)
you just gotta check the score, n-ggas need to read the stats
shooters in a lot of states, i ain’t lyin’, these are facts (bloaw!)
cereal for dinner, n-gga, grab the box and read the back
read a couple rhymes on the paper, then i read it back

[chorus]
these are last days of my old life
i been waitin’ on this moment for my whole life
i remember selling crack on them cold nights
i came up, got rich, and went broke twice
these are last days of my old life
i been waitin’ on this moment for my whole life
i remember selling crack on them cold nights
i came up, got rich, and went broke twice
[verse 2]
i got a deadline, i’m in the lab, so i don’t really sleep much (i don’t want nothin’ to talk about)
n-ggas wanna work, but i get at you when i’m free, yo (i holler at you)
call my team up, we’ve been ready for the clean-up (ready)
livin’ by the code, my n-ggas g’d up, believe us
i been foul, but now sh-t changed, i’m gettin’ t’d up (technics, n-gga)
i get you beat up, my smoker do that sh-t for three bucks (three dollars)
applying pressure, but n-ggas tellin’ me to ease up
i tell ’em, “eat up” (eat a d-ck, n-gga), i’m working, you got your feet up
my things movin’ in the right direction and my team boomin’ (big umbrella sh-t)
ducking cases and police shootings (uh)
smoke in mirrors but i see through it (yeah!)
sing to it, this is real-n-gga theme music (what?)
the way my son looks up to me, i could never let you n-ggas f-ck with me
i could never let you get the luxury (nah)
you wanna test your body? then run up to me
i’m all for the f-ckery, five from the mozza beach

- pro dillinger sean kelly

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