letra de my kids - yolaspidda
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wait a min hold upp i jus wanna see my kids grows uppp
but dey k!lling everyday it’s no luv “yeahhh”
u know dat 6th ward turn me out
man u know i had to show out n show up
dey showed me how to play wit gl!cks and hit a opp in his sh-t
wait a min hold up dat 6ward turn me to a savage in dem trenches made a n-gga grow uppp
i gotta daughter and a son i just wanna b here for to see em grow up
but n-gga k!llings everyday gotta keep yo pistol on yo waist it’s no luv
man yea it’s no luvvv
authentic new orleans my city so dst gat wit me
where n-ggas known up da gat quicker dey ain’t tryna scr-p witcha
where dey a hit l!ck witchu den double bak n-gga
den hit u n ya hat n-gga da barro got crabs in em
so f-k n-ggas ion kick it wit em or laugh wit em
i just do da math on n-ggas den subtract n-ggas
ain’t bout go back n forth & fuss on internet wit n-ggas
jus dont disrespect cuz ima flex gottta brand new check lil n-gga
i gotta question fa da streets y dey hate on me
yo bich gone open up her legs fa me hope she hiv free
and dese n-ggas bet no play wit me cuz ima spray dat heat u know dat sh-t wouldn’t end to safe wit me
chase em face em wit dis heat
& it feel like i can’t get no piece got dreams a n-gga k!lling meee
kevin gates idgt no ion get no sleep
switching lanes wit dis cocaine no ion sell no weeed
kno da junkies by dey whole name cuz i got wit dey need
i’m smoking on dis bubble gum i mix it wit sum runts
my homie pull out a gilato blunt we roll another 1
in u kno i rep dat 6ward bih it’s 600 or none just chilling on da set i’m 4rm
jus posted wit my gun
& my bm txting getting my son she tryna k!ll my fun
she prolly heard me turnt up n da club or bout wat bich i f-k
and 365 all da time 24 i take care of my yungs but man when it’s taxsesson n-gga can’t even much carry dem
dese biches selfish & unloyal make it hard to marry dem
in when dat bag really come it’s hard to split the half wit dem
biches really f-k up n-gga no it can’t trust
not bich no nah i i give up on love
hold up roll up roll up bcuz no no no no n-gga can’t trust n0body
i den got ptsd mode it was epifany to me doe
i get dat bag in i ride for da gang
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