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letra de into something - rjmrla

[verse 1: rj]
just a cold young n-gga from the ghetto
i had to hustle, ain’t n0body give me nothing
just spent four nights with no survis, me and my brother
and my mama now
get more money, i deposit
doing shows, i remember i used to fly sh-t
reminiscing on days when i was without sh-t
gold bar, put it in her mouth sh-t
n-gga this a dream, i got clout, b-tch
sippin lean, poppin xans, off the patrone
where yg at, he said he poppin with the migos
rj, yeah, just did a song with the migos
free my main man, greedo
smokin dank out there, with my people
pull right up in the t4
just a cold young n-gga from the ghetto, just a cold young n-gga from the gutter

[verse 2: earl swavey]
i’m a cold young mack, with my thrillers
shinin gold on them actors and them millers
i done broke bread, pinched pennys out the nickle
done up in the head, done got a milly off the drippin
reminiscing on them days when i was little
before we learned how to jack, we had it simple
thinkin way way back, i remember
you was h-lla late, way back, if i remember
mr. la, dope boy with a cannon
pull up in a wraith, all black, like cannon
smoke the whole play, we play weed while we jammin
gonna lock the gates on these n-ggas when they scramblin
i’m still a prodict of the south, thrillers
you been a selfish b-tch since couch made thrillers
got some down b-tches, got the south gang with us
f-ck you n-ggas, got some people proud of me

- rjmrla

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