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letra de public housing - rod wave

[intro]

do you remember the rain?

[verse 1]

this big homie
it’s woadie off them cables
know you probably busy, but send your dawgs some paper
i was in the game found out cause it was [?]
now i’m on the b-tch that got me hitting this b-tch
waiting, bells bought me for a couple thousand
can’t put my momma house up, she’s on public housing
i’m locked up with the jits from the other side of town
every time i scr-p my shoes up you know it’s going down
and it’s f-cked up right now but i ain’t messing for no visit
just go and tell your side hoes to send your dawgs some pictures
just go and hurt my momma’s kid to tell her i miss her
convince her that hеr only baby boy is not tripping’
it’s the middle of decеmber i don’t got court till’ november b-tch till’ that’s next yeah
feel like when you in this b-tch you miss one of your best years
and when you in this b-tch it’s hard to keep your head clear, i’m just trying to get my head clear
they went from my n-ggas [?] hold on my n-gga
i know forever seen him so long, but stay strong my n-gga
you said, “life goes on”, you’re not my wrong my n-gga
but i need you to know, (you not alone) you’re not alone my n-gga
[verse 2]

young hardest n-gga on the compound in jesup georgia
fresh off two-four-hour lockdown i’m not taking orders i said
this sh-t is tragic, they tried to sell, make me with a f-ggot when it happened it so i stabbed him
that’s what they get for trying me, i hit the case two-twice a week
if it don’t put me right to sleep, then i’ll be seeing flying sheep
b-tch you try to lie to me, but i know how the street hops and the [?] sh-t be
everybody [?] my momma be
it went from sliding with bro’nem to life behind the fence
i vow to keep it real, f-ck a deal and never snitch
i don’t regret this sh-t but feel me, it k!ll me to know that i ain’t heard from them n-ggas since
they offer thirty, i lost trial now it’s life without parole
and the sad part, you the only one answering’ the phone
and the sad part is i’m never coming home, and this b-tch all alone thinking “where’d i go wrong?”

[outro]

they went from my n-ggas [?] hold on my n-gga
i know forever seen him so long, but stay strong my n-gga
you said, “life goes on”, you’re not my wrong my n-gga
but i need you to know, (you not alone) you’re not alone my n-gga
my n-gga, you not alone, you’re not alone my n-gga (pick up the phone) you’re not alone

- rod wave

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