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letra de no label - txmiyama

y’all really don’t understand
i grind for 3 f-ckin’ months working 2 jobs during the day
just to blow it all in one night for one music video

the venues, the hennessy, the mv, it’s all on a bartender’s salary
that’s all me, that come out my pocket
next time you act like i owe you a favour, just know i do this sh-t for the culture
i don’t owe y’all nothin’, on god

i did it no label, we were runnin’ a poker house throwin’ the money on tables
all of us laid low, duckin’ police, ain’t none of us gettin’ no halos
stuck in my old ways, ain’t dyin’ of old age
this industry so fake, i’ll do it my own way
you were never there for the comedown
it’s too late for the love now
hkg yeah it’s my town
everything i do is a shutdown, you know it
this all that i got it ain’t yours to take i don’t think you’d understand
can’t n0body say that i owe them it was just me and a hundred grand

been nice since and1 mixtapes, since day 1 you been b-tch made
in the cut, pop out like switchblades, talk to me nice get your sh-t straight
i had 6 digits at 19, i was takin’ 619 back to kwun tong
mixed pills with the lean, i was down on my luck, gettin’ checked by one time
takin’ cold showers in the winter no heat, lomein with siu mai, dinner on the street
now i make a livin’ talkin’ sh-t up on a beat
took a couple ls but it made me a beast ah ah
i do this for the 兄弟, money ain’t a thang no i’m not gonna change up
a 100 square feet what i came from, owe it to the gang i’m signed to my day ones

you paid for her night, she texted me drunk, you do what you can i do what i want
we all got habits to deal with the pain cuz the 852 where we from
if i died tomorrow, i’m good cuz my boys gon keep sh-t alive for me
said if i died tomorrow, i know the city gonna play my songs and ride for me

i did it no label, we were runnin’ a poker house throwin’ the money on tables
all of us laid low, duckin’ police, ain’t none of us gettin’ no halos
stuck in my old ways
ain’t dyin’ of old age
this industry so fake
i’ll do it my own way
you were never there for the comedown
it’s too late for the love now
hkg yeah it’s my town
everything i do is a shutdown, you know it
this all that i got it ain’t yours to take i don’t think you’d understand
can’t n0body say that i owe them it was just me and a hundred grand

life too short, pour hennessy out, yeah i’m gettin’ to their head i got enemies now
i pull up to your hood in slides, i’m good from jordan to kennedy town
i seen gangsters cry when their mama died, my boy sold coke got forty-five
i know that legends don’t die, put in work so i can be immortalized
my life on free flow uh, blacked out at fire and ice do a free show,
youngins call me tito, up in foodtrip, drinkin’ red horse with the filipinos
daddy done gave you his credit card i used to work on minimum wage
you pay for your views, they paying to see me up on the stage

hustle like a taxi driver 6 cellphones, i ain’t never take no handout b-tch h-ll no
talkin tough on the internet, but you a little b-tch in public it’s well known
got drunk and i wrote three songs one night, tell me how i’m gon’ quit
i work while you sleep, and you want what i got, tell me how you gon’ trip

- txmiyama

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