letra de mathed up - soul glo
81 blocks cycled across the city, the moths in my wallet saying, n-gga welcome to philly! n-ggas wrung out in the widened wealth gap, ain’t no winning no way! you ever gone that far in the rain for an 8th? a text in the middle of the night, just as i’m about to close my eyes, and a n-gga like, yeah but you gotta come here, is that alright? 450g gone every 4 weeks, jeff sessions old ass making it harder to eat. and on the other hand, it’s places you can cop legally, but til they drop my n-gga charges it don’t mean sh-t to me. another text in the middle of the night, just as i’m about to close my eyes, and a n-gga like, yeah, but you gotta come here is that alright? (another text) the game straight pay a n-gga lights. yeah i’m giving my math out, but i make more trips to the plug house. yeah i’m getting my math up, stretched thin, i can’t back up. i sleep in, but i bag up. all cash, no taxes. my level low, i’m not bragging. leaves and oil, no lacking. outside like wus brackin? dreaming of when i pack up, n-ggas playing in my face now. if you rich, you can blow tree on tv. yt can grow tree on tv and never ever worry about no cases, how? and get praised as an entrepreneur! wow! cash crops fat a cash cow when it’s n-ggas in the slaughterhouses with their hands bound. n-gga. this f-ck sh-t is corny, i’m just tryna eat, but probation got me like n-gga wsup? i’m tryna make this rent not to daily repent, but the police got me like n-gga wsup?? i’m moving up to quaps steady giving more than what i got. yr excuse is it’s in my nature to put me in danger while yr screaming at me like n-gga wsup??? had all types of green in front of my n-gga and he not lay one finger like n-gga wsup? even when he take a sip a n-gga never trip about what might be up in his cup. i’m in my f-cking bag seeing something i can’t have. meanwhile who on lifestyle while i’m working on dying on girard ave? i’m a darkskin n-gga with a bit of knife for each and every punk goes crunk white n-gga. made in america, or taken there, but i will never ever show up in the picture. outside of time and mind, the n-gga in me is me, i am moneynicca. 30 years ago to today n-gga, art n-gga ribs touch round this way, n-gga
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