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letra de reap what you sow - rome streetz & daringer

[verse 1]
uh, ayo
praise god, family first, we trust no one
don’t feed a snake, but it takes one to know one
cause and effect, get a check, they hate and hoes come
i ate the cake and left no crumbs, elevated from low funds
had a flow in 201, we celebrated when that load come
f-cked up with the payment, i watched him aim it and smoke son
popular with the flows, but i’m still close to a ghost gun
thousand dollar clothes,
bеnz logos on the wheel, i had it shaking like a snow globe
and custys sniffin’ pills out in farmеrville
his face was peeled, drug-filled palm through the
now sh-t i’m on different no more dope resi’ on the bills
it’s big wire transfers on my quest to a mill’
still treat your grill like a four course meal

all of your songs get turned off, you n-ggas need more sk!ll
i been had the force of course, your neck under my sneaker heel
keep a 9 millimeter heater concealed, (still, n-gga)

[hook]
need money so a n-gga can’t fold
i seen a lot of sh-t, it made my heart froze
i sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (nah)
mommy said,
[verse 2]
ayo, i represent intellectual violence
my minds a four-five with the serial scratched off the side of it
shining like patent leather prada kicks
i had to make a move to go from poor pockets to prosperous
breaking rules cause from pops i got no acknowledgment
they said i’d lose and be blind, part of the 85 percent
now i’m cypher, leader of the crowd
keeps a .40 cal round for a foul style viper
had the valves pumping
i was jumping like supreme store when they drop the hype stuff
they either want the snow or pop a pill or just pipe up
f-ck n-ggas ain’t nothing like us
you pee-ons, kings rock
you want the ‘rrari or the nissan? you gotta make a choice
said, “f-ck a job,” and sold a hundred piece to joyce
now you gotta pay me thousands for the voice

[hook]
need money so a n-gga can’t fold
i seen a lot of sh-t, it made my heart froze
i sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (nah)
mommy said, “you gon’ reap what you sow”

- rome streetz daringer

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