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letra de past days - space914

[chorus: sp-ce914]
i was just down bad last week now they want come around
remember rolling spills of sour we was smoking pounds
on the ave that sh-t was daily sh-t got lonely now
it’s funny how they talk about me when i’m not around
see on my back yeah there’s target gotta watch my life
thinking twice when i step out the crib they want my life
remember wylie died from cancer stayed up every night
i was really f-cked up bad still not thinking right

[verse 1: sp-ce914]
everyday just feeling sad pouring up the sprite
all these demons on my mind don’t know who is right
gucci slides not throwing five got my money right
yea i did this every night did this every night
flipping bags up in the trap this sh-t was lonely
my brother wrote a statement to the police
so now i can’t be trusting in n0body
i swear these b-tches on me
chasing after bags it left me lonely
now they wanna know me wanna know me
flip the racks and we gon’ double it
call me sp-ce don’t call me by my government
you buggin’ if you call me by my government
double packs i double sh-t
in the trap wit’ demons we just focus on this money quick
she just wanna see me i can’t see her i been getting rich
and i’m on the road you see me stacking i been stacking chips
catch me up in traffic you can’t catch me never lackin’ b-tch
i’ma stay wit’ 40 all my guys is really stacking sh-t

[chorus: sp-ce914]
i was just down bad last week now they want come around
remember rolling spills of sour we was smoking pounds
on the ave that sh-t was daily sh-t got lonely now
it’s funny how they talk about me when i’m not around
see on my back yeah there’s target gotta watch my life
thinking twice when i step out the crib they want my life
remember wylie died from cancer stayed up every night
i was really f-cked up bad still not thinking right

[verse 2: sheed gz]
you can’t talk about my pain cuz’ you don’t know my life
steady thinking ’bout the struggle stayed up every night
smoke a blunt to help the pain it’s gon’ be aight
my mom’s crying it hurt me i couldn’t sleep at night
shout out sp-ce that’s my brother we running to them bands
and how you claim that’s ya homie but you told on ya mans’
and free my bro out the island i can’t wait till he land
these n-ggas start to switch up that’s a part of the plan
got mcm on my body and louie on my pants
i gotta b-tch and she wit’ it she shake it for some bands
and how you claiming you real you didn’t give me a hand
and i was stuck in the field i had’a make a plan
and sh-t i had nothing
n-ggas talking but these n-ggas be bluffing
shoot that boy in his m-ffin
you run up on me i’m getting to dumping
and sh-t i had nothing
yeah sh-t i had nothing
(sh-t i had nothing yeah and sh-t i had nothing)

[chorus 2x: sp-ce914]
i was just down bad last week now they want come around
remember rolling spills of sour we was smoking pounds
on the ave that sh-t was daily sh-t got lonely now
it’s funny how they talk about me when i’m not around
see on my back yeah there’s target gotta watch my life
thinking twice when i step out the crib they want my life
remember wylie died from cancer stayed up every night
i was really f-cked up bad still not thinking right

- space914

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