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letra de america - yfn lucci

[intro]
real n-gga— real n-gga— real n-gga radio (squat made the beat)
go, grizz
slow down, young n-gga
if you speed through life, you gonna miss some of the signs
course you can’t always trust what you see all the time
my n-gga, even salt look like sugar

[chorus]
when i can’t figure it out, i just pray
i know that i will make it up out of it one day, huh
when you havin’ paper, they treat you a certain way
gotta watch these n-ggas, these n-ggas been movin’ strange
then i asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
and i asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
poppin’ all these godd-mn pills, i hate pain
i wonder how the world would feel without rain
kinda hard livin’ without you, baby
been hard livin’ without you, baby (oh)
tell ’em how you feel about your babe (oh-oh)
tell ’em how you hate that you lost your baby
ain’t no better off

[verse 1]
look, i always had a problem with sleepin’ alone (‘lone)
yeah, i can’t fall asleep without nothin’ to rub on (on, what else?)
look, i can’t go a day without her hittin’ my phone
nah, i can’t go that way, she’ll think i’m doin’ wrong (wrong)
look, i spot out the fake, i see you movin’ wrong (wrong)
huh, smilin’ in my face, who would have ever known?
huh, why these n-ggas break when you put pressure on?
i swear, when they can’t relate, then it’s a better song

[chorus]
when i can’t figure it out, i just pray
i know that i will make it up out of it one day, huh
when you havin’ paper, they treat you a certain way
gotta watch these n-ggas, these n-ggas be movin’ strange
then i asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
and i asked my daddy, he told me the same thang
poppin’ all these godd-mn pills, i hate pain
i wonder how the world would feel without rain
kinda hard livin’ without you, baby

[verse 2]
gotta stop f-ckin’ with n-ggas that told me
it’s cool to have feelings but can’t never show it
and these b-tches only here for the money, they showed me
i can’t let n0body play me or let no one own me, uh
grandma said, f-ck it, go back to the old me, yo
simon said, “bust down one of your rollies”
oh, and they always said
“if you don’t leave the streets, you probably end up dead”
oh, remember hangin’ whenever we was in the rec’
a long time ago, a lot of memories, can’t see it fadin’ away
my n-gga fadin’ away, these b-tches fadin’ away

- yfn lucci

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