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letra de wewereneverfriends - rob hicks

[verse 1]

black shades on even in the nighttime
run up on me, n-gg-’ can’t be in his right mind
on another n-gg-’ turf, f-ck a pipeline
with the heater i control a n-gg-’ lifeline
sending shots at me, but they never take off
so i ride around the city with the safe off
and i don’t wanna k!ll my own kind
but it’s either his or mine, john truvalta we can face off
gettin money, batman wit the cape off
talkin’ hard up on the gram’ then you play soft
talkin’ hard on the gram’ then you play soft
catch you out in traffic then we take the plates off, whoo’

[hook]

they ain’t really got it like that
nah’ they ain’t really got it like that
spending money man i got it like that
blowin money fast cuz i got it like that
[repeat 2 x]

[bridge]

ima trap when i’m dead
ima trap when i’m dead
one of my shooters who trappin at 40 might load up and clap at yo head (4x)

[verse 2]

might load up and clap at yo head
[clap at yo]
life isn’t cheap boy you better off dead
[hayyy]
commit the crime and then cut off the dreads
wait, any n-gg- wanna have a f-ckin problem
i won’t hesitate to solve em’, n-gg- wait until the pack hit
need the money when its rain snow or sunny
for a dollar we go dumby n-gg-’ we ain’t never had sh-t
domin doobies to the face i never p-ss sh-t
did it all without permission never ask sh-t
going up and i don’t even need an adlib
chillin wit yo b-tch’ and she just wanna snap sh-t
all she talk about it partying and fashion all she care about is likes and the captions
all i really want is head and some catfish
quarter key, break it down make it backflip
independent keep the money in the mattress
not a dope boy but the money in the mattress
i always always taught to get it how i get it so now everyday i ball like number 1 up in the bracket
[go go go go]
homie i just might go 21 savage
but i can’t get any blood on my fabric
this the reason i ain’t settle for the average
this the reason n-gg-s gave up on the cl-sses
and i ain’t saying paradise gone be a cl-ssic
i ain’t never really been the type to gas sh-t
people tell me i will die or get my -ss kicked
swear to god he better use it if he flash it
air it out and then i skirt off in the ashton
little n-gg- never been afraid to blast it

[repeat 2 x]

i could have ya mama cryin on ya casket
never been afraid to blast it
my word is bond i’m tryna’ find the glo
my shooters strapped i keep em all on go
run and shoot a the shotgun autobile
i swear this life is so phenomenal
i’m feeling like i stumbled on pots of gold
a shooter here he known to pop the pole
he keep it in reach it goes from to hot to cold

- rob hicks

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