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letra de vagrant - t. hayes

[verse 1]
when i was forced to leave my city i was still very young
too much sh-t up in my hood and they still carry guns
they robbed my daddy crib and they took what they want
threw a brick came from the back with a lookout in the front
me and my bro hopped in the truck
and moved away from the city
up in kate where the ladies wasn’t thick they just pretty
still livin with them n-ggas but my school was more white
mama still can’t find a job so we had to move twice
now we livin with my granny on the street of plantevigne
in the city where mckinneys love to visit family
i got schooled in pleasant grove we had to keep it pg
but where my granny zoned supposed to go to l.e
on my block was cousin calvin and he taught me how to ball
so train me with some game n-gga some b-tches on my dong
when the training had payed off dawg i still wasn’t strong
i still hate that i ever dropped that treasure island song
mama still havin trouble, she struggle to pay the house
so we moved to a third city, leased a crib in flower mound
ain’t take me very long to know no n-ggas in this town
i guess that they don’t want us here
can’t see n0body wearing brown
at my school man why are some people so d-mn stupid
they love on that country sh-t and they hate on my coon music
don’t think i ever found some love man not even dan cupid
this city blockin my shine dawg i gotta keep it movin

[hook x2]
keep it movin dawg
keep it vagrant
stay the same while these lame n-ggas make it
once you give up on it someone’s bound to run and chase it
that’s why you gotta grind on a everyday basis

- t hayes

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