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letra de voices - ynp maine & dj drama

[intro: dj drama]
ynp maine
i hear y’all
(stoopid)
all these voices

[verse 1: ynp maine]
i wasn’t tryna put them problems on my mama
whole lot of nights, i cried alone, fourteen, was goin’ through trauma
i ain’t ask for help, after they k!lled big bro, i was gettin’ dollars
they say you catch an opp lackin’, then you pop him like a bottle
uh, talkin’ for what? ain’t no need to talk, they hearin’ dial tones
always use the burner, ’cause the feds, they trackin’ iphones
let the codeine ease my pain with four lines in this styrofoam
lil’ b-tch, i’m right on the dead people, just to not be wrong
it’s a fast car, i done did the dash and put this b-tch in sport
if i owe you, i’ma pay you full, ain’t never comin’ short
used to be a middleman, had to get to the main source
shoutout to the ones who vouched and i salute for the support
ayy, watch your homie, i done seen some real n-ggas squeal
you would think my brodie sick, the way he look poppin’ pills
goin’ to think about my brothers, that sh-t give me real chills
we was broke, tryna plot on how we was gon’ get us a mill’

[chorus: ynp maine]
uh, like d-mn, like who the f-ck is that?
lil’ mama know she bad, she might as well go ahead and let me tap
i knew she was a freak, got in the car and sat right on my lap
i put these hoes to sleep, after we f-ck, she wanna take a nap
uh, play your cards right
and make sure that you don’t ever leave your strap
all my problems came back, takin’ pills, f-ck, i just left
tryna change my fam life, only reason i made a rap
n-ggas gon’ say this and that, but the real know that sh-t is cap
[verse 2: ynp maine]
had to learn at a young age, you couldn’t show no love
but i’m glad that that sh-t happened, ’cause that sh-t keep me above
remember we ain’t have no plates, we was tryna get off a dub
now n-ggas dependin’ me, ’cause they know that i’m the plug
i’ma get your b-tch wet, like it’s water goin’ in the tub
where i’m from, it’s n-ggas gettin’ robbed by they own cousin
me and my n-ggas go stand out, ain’t pickin’ sides like crips and bloods
for the b-tches who wanna f-ck, when i was broke, b-tch, where you was?
i ain’t use the stairs, i went straight up, like it’s an elevator
gotta know i’m doin’ somethin’ right, ’cause, yeah, i got a lot of haters
thinkin’ ’bout my bros, wish they was here for them to see us make it
if you knew what i’ve been through, you would be shocked on how i take it
fightin’ demons in the sleep, got ’em runnin’ from satan
he let off his shots, knew he was dead soon as he touched the pavement
one thing i don’t play ’bout is when a n-gga owe me paper
feel like the hero in my hood, i need a f-ckin’ cape
ayy, the bag gettin’ bigger, so the hoes chasin’
get in my feelings and my thoughts, ’cause this what i’m facin’
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout this ho’, i’m just doin’ some replacin’
(i ain’t trippin’ ’bout this ho’, i’m just doin’ some replacin’)

- ynp maine dj drama

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