letra de last call - rio da yung og & nuez
[intro]
yeah, i’ma keep it real on this one
ghetto boys sh-t mm
[verse]
can’t let these n-ggas take me out the streets, i’ma father
b-tch i got a son i love, and a daughter
my kids gon’ show the same love if i ain’t have a dollar
n-ggas pure bums and they hurt, they tryna ask for dollars
i done helped a lot of n-ggas out, and ain’t brag about it
watch a n-gga switch up for the pap’, i just laugh about it
f-ck friends all that sh-t fake, they won’t crash about me
this k sh-t got me, i don’t even wanna be with [?]
you wasn’t f-ckin’ with me when i was broke, so don’t ask for nada
had a white boy buyin’ dope that looked like frank sinatra
whoever knew a measly forty cell would get some years out me
but i gotta stay strong for my son, ain’t no tears drop
sh-t, at least i ain’t goin’ in broke, that’s the real problem
still takin’ care of the fam when i’m gone, yeah i still got it
money don’t mean sh-t, really it’s the respect for me
’cause i’d trade in all this money just to see [?] in jail at least
sh-t, at least he still alive, tried to help my n-gga out
he back stabbed me, at least i still tried
that n-gga shot at me a bullet ain’t touch me, but he still died
still askin’ god why the f-ck i gotta do a real five
but my right hand got twenty eight years, it’s just a lil’ time
this case changed my life just showin’ me it’s a real god
i know i seem to be alive, but i died on the inside
no weak blood n-gga, i don’t even cry on the inside
this the life i signed up for, so i can’t be mad
last involvement on the case with more years, i can’t be a rat
made a quarter mill’ ‘fore i went in, and went to sleep fast
sh-t i know my family took care of, i went to sleep glad
this the last call and my b-tch ain’t answer, went to sleep mad
all i’m thinkin’ is my head is high
all i’m thinkin’ in my head is i’ll be back
when them b-tches let me out, if a n-gga harm my family, i’ll be back
i was two days old and got adopted, i got three dads
used to want a jeep when i was broke, i went and bought that cherokee fast
ridin’ around givin’ knowledge out, it’s just me and cass
gotta leave my son life for a minute, he gon’ be mad
mad as h-ll, i wish i had on a mother f-ckin’ ski mask
i’m only facin’ forty four months, it’s gon’ be fast
you the type of n-gga get a dui and tell, with yo’ weak ass
when you locked up you appreciate little sh-t, like the green grass
high as h-ll sleepin’ like a bear, in my green bed
thousand pills hid under the chair, that’s a bean bag
pops like why you drinkin’ all this lean? i’m a fiend dad
but who woulda ever thought i’d touch a hundred k clean cash?
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