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letra de no days off - surge (rapper)

(verse 1)
man i just get so frickin’ tired
of you people trying to out me
i keep on going in
i’m watching all you haters doubt me
these n-ggas switch agendas
like the year had finally finished
when i said you never here
it’s like yo ears just wouldn’t listen
i’m throwing up my hood
like it’s mechanics at a shop
i don’t play with no police
in love with all the sh-t i copped
he just sprayed this n-gga car up
i ain’t even talking painted
his son was right beside him
let him tell you what that pain is
i’m a artist n-gga
i paint these pictures with these words
like i’m drawing n-gga
you n-ggas cornier than cobbs
i can’t bother with ya
i’m losing all my frickin’ dogs
i need leashes for them
i know my hood ain’t got no voice
i’m really speaking for them
money talk money play
money getting in the way
action speaking up
when you ain’t got a frickin’ thing to say
i’m toxic
before you lie
don’t make no promise
(hook)
they don’t see me working hard
i don’t get no days off
moving like a gps
you n-ggas want to see me lost
swear the struggle
made me harder
just know that pain
will make you holler
if i loss it right now
would you be the same way
if i take you to my hood
would you even want to stay
i don’t think you really
hear me
i know they rather see me buried

(verse 2 – teejay3k)
never take no days off
i hear that money calling
i know my mama proud of me
she see a youngin balling
oh there go that young n-gga
who keep them hundreds on him
everybody in his city
the ones who gunning for him
i can’t speak up on my pain
i rather go and get a check
they ain’t want to see me make it
i know n-ggas been upset
never needed handouts
and i had earned all my respect
so it’s time to make a toast
we finally made it out of jects’ yeah
birthdays was the worst days
now we sip champagne when we thirsty
i was going through the worst things
now i got to get this check in the worse way
get a bag flip a bag
flip a bag again
hundreds bussing out the jeans
i could rhyme and switch
i don’t want no friends
i just want my ends
i don’t want no friends
i just want my ends yeah
(hook)
they don’t see me working hard
i don’t get no days off
moving like a gps
you n-ggas want to see me lost
swear the struggle
made me harder
just know that pain
will make you holler
if i loss it right now
would you be the same way
if i take you to my hood
would you even want to stay
i don’t think you really
hear me
i know they rather see me buried

- surge rapper

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