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letra de krooked cannon - skeme

[verse]
now bet ya standing on my own 10 toes
and to my last 24, coutin’ bank
and pourn’ drank until i dont care about my woes
and as soon as i get some quap
i plot on how to get some more
a rich n-gg- still slidin’ with those k!llas on the low
no new faces, its too late for them n-gg-s i dont know
it ain’t no hoppin on this wave now
lil b-tch you missed the boat
i fell in and out of love
i went from feeling high, then low
i had to get my mind right
and quit trippn about these hoes
now im workin tripple shifts
like this sh-t is all i know
now im workin tripple shifts
like this sh-t is all i know
workin tripple shifts
like this sh-t is all i know
i can take no days off
i’m terrified of going broke, look
all i ever wanted was some jordans and a gold chain
i got off my -ss, got on grind and they both came
now i just want to nev, to never tell my son though
cuz’ i would do anything for lil’ khalil, lord know
the realest back, all that fraud sh-t done fore
see i was off the porch
before them n-gg-s h-t the front door
got it on my homie, what the f-ck i need to front for
especially when i got doper’ lawyers with guns blown
chill ain’t dead cuz b-tch n-gg-s still livin
the world forever and f-ck whoever offended
i just pour to have a pint and saw i have a half empty simply
now im back, for the first time slime
i know they miss me
all these n-gg-s around me was with me in the trenches
all these n-gg-s around me now put money over b-tches
all these n-gg-s around me in the field and with the business
all them n-gg-s around you broke and in they feelings
see i respect realness, dont respect millions
cuz money never made a n-gg- real, i hope you hear me
2k for cartie frames on face you see it clearly
psa if you with all of that fugasi, dont come near me
who me i came in on my own two feet
i worked too hard to let das make me lose sleep
im missed understood cuz most these n-gg-s minds too sweet
or too soft to comprehend the sh-t we saw in these streets
sheesh
smell that success coming off me, it reek
quiet grind and try and sign and i get caught in a sweep
nothing promised, god just might call me home this week
so im living like tomorrow what i might not see
all my goals i gatta reach, so i might not sleep
for some not days for some not weeks, stay up geeked
all this industry sh-t be water down and weak
pardon me but i dont think these n-gg-s cut like me
and b-tch im fresh up off the block, the scent is still in my clothes
im stayin down while these suckas taking deals for their souls
im a hot boy, ain’t no time to chill with these hoes
a millionaire but b-tch, i still be in the field with my woes
a boss lives just like a boss cuz thats the life that he know
i feel ent-tled to the thrown, my n-gg- rightfully so
just like i feel like a lazy n-gg- got the right to be broke
and like i feel a snitch n-gg- got the right to be smoked
one

[outro]
look
its like
a n-gg- swtich
i never changed till this changed bruh
put the city on my back as soon as i came up

- skeme

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