letra de hard livin' - reese el don
woke up this morning i was hungry my ribs touchin
empty i’m like why the f-ck is this b-tch still running
i been chasing after money my n-gga i’m still running
can’t take my foot off the gas cause that gas bill coming
ski mask i might k!ll something
nah chill you still buggin
when my partner died swear i went numb i didn’t feel nothing
n-ggas swear they had my back i’m like why is you still frontin
turn my bang into a gang i got a couple deals from it
turn my name into a thang and i got that b-tch still buzzing
like i’m waiting on the way that i feel like a meal coming
still cook up i got em shook up
i dare em to steal something
my cadence is copy written expect a new bill from me
invoice coming game on the line and you still punting
my strategy is to emphatically show you the real coming
know its layers to the game and i feel like i peeled onions
screaming f-ck the world and just know that im still cumming
hard times hard living turn me into a real n-gga
hard times hard living turn me into a real n-gga
on the grind boy don’t make me deal witcha
do or die homicide boy
don’t make me deal witcha
hard time hard living turn me into a real n-gga
on the grind i’ma k!ll it
imma make a couple millions
imma shine give a f-ck about ya feelings
imma stack it to the ceiling
imma make sure i k!ll it yea
we came from humble beginnings of juice – n – gin
thrust through the life of sinning and i’m preying repenting
realest n-ggas is back and we spitting all facts
we bout this sh-t in real life not just rapping on wax
them hating n-ggas front row pay a f-ck n-gga tax
we got percentage control
goldman sachs
we beat the trap like t.i gucci and jeezy
these p-ssy n-ggas can’t see me i’m coming in 3d
coming down my bloc boy
tell the truth either shoot or get shot boy
roc boyz seen them slugs turn em hot boy
them top boys caught em slippin blew his top boy
i’m just reminiscing i ain’t tripping
got hoes sliding down the pole n-gga i ain’t tipping
lil penny jj good time living
seen my n-gga die same day as my pops k!lling
now we top billing just to hide the pain and cry feeling
hard times hard living turn me into a real n-gga
hard times hard living turn me into a real n-gga
on the grind boy don’t make me deal witcha
do or die homicide boy
don’t make me deal witcha
hard time hard living turn me into a real n-gga
on the grind i’ma k!ll it
imma make a couple millions
imma shine give a f-ck about ya feelings
imma stack it to the ceiling
imma make sure i k!ll it yea
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- letra de bantalony el jeans - wust el balad
- letra de life - dopeboiavi
- letra de torna a surriento - josé carreras
- letra de charmed - days like these
- letra de three quarters of a bottle & a smile to die for - juneva
- letra de hustle (хасл) - miyagi & эндшпиль (andy panda)
- letra de reckless love - bethel worship arts
- letra de baby, it's cold outside - envoi
- letra de power up pt. 4 - go yayo