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letra de nlb - youngbabyslime

[verse 1]
i’m out the north, yeah 44 i rep
all we know is murder, put that on god we steppin
everywhere we go we with it, disrespect and bet we stretch em
no they won’t stop me, i put that on my gang
start to speak my life in my rhymes, trynna focus on my music
we had mission accomplished, i told my gang im proud of em
never gon switch up on them, im gon do life behind em
if them li dude ain’t part of my gang, then i don’t f-ck with them boys
no i dont f-ck with n-body, let them play we gon catch em
i told my boy smook i love him
man stop trusting all these b-tches
i’m 17 still a young n-gg-, but my life roll like a movie
i’m tellin sam that we leavin,trynna move down to the six
go take a trip down to boston, first time i met my lil cousin
i told my cousin i got em, give one phone call and im comin’
in niagara, b-tch we gettin’ it, whole time we just on a mission
drive back to mtl’ we so proud of it
smoke loud and we leanin’, eh
on every track i eat
they can’t catch-up to me
for those who doubted me, dont ever comeback at me
i grew up in the streets, pushup so we could meet
and so much sh-t be going on, ain’t no fantasy

[hook]
so much sh-t be goin’ on, im gon’ take a stand
message to myself, step up, show em’ watchu saying’
ain’t bout’ sh-t if you just talkin’
they don’t understand
i ain’t never had sh-t, but they don’t understand , (no)
run me up some bands, run me up some bands
run me up some bands, run me up some bands (ye)
run me up some bands, run me up some bands
run me up some bands, run me up some bands (ye)

[verse 2]
uh never look down to the under
i ain’t never switch up on my brother
a lil n-gg- grew up from the under
i remember them licks we been hittin
what i do gotta get me far further
when i see sum i ain’t never say nothing
watchin all them eyes that be on me
and we gon split if we get to take some
mtl, where i’m from
moving out to go run my bands up
remember when i was young, had to hustle for myself
never look back cause the gang got my back
not gon’ be sellin my soul ain’t no cap
gotta maintain while i get to the bag
free all my bros, send message through the mail
sippin’ on lean yeah im k!lling my thoughts
missing my dad cause he still in my thoughts
my daddy got k!lled, over some sh-t that he bought
in toronto with drippy we drippin’ in sauce
heart so cold might just pour it in my cup
riding in a foreign we goin all around
say he bout’ it but that lil boy a clown

f-ck whatchu’ saying, you know i ain’t playing, don’t approach me n-gg-
walk around steppers, worry about nothing, man f-ck you n-gg-s
say he want smoke but can’t inhale it, you don’t want that n-gg-
shoutout to my ex
cause she still dubbin these n-gg-s
if it ain’t bout money, i don’t know what you saying
go stay from round me if you ain’t in my gang
getting to the money, ain’t no type for playing
go against the grind, then you know we gon’ slam
no you ain’t with me if you dont get what im saying
i’m pulling up with that gang
all of my n-gg-s gon’ bam
all of my n-gg-s gon’ bam

[hook]
so much sh-t be goin’ on, i don’t understand
message to myself, step up, show em’ watchu saying’
ain’t bout’ sh-t if you just talkin’
they don’t understand
i ain’t never had sh-t, but they don’t understand , (no)
run me up some bands, run me up some bands
run me up some bands, run me up some bands (ye)
ain’t bout’ sh-t if you just talkin’
they don’t understand
i ain’t never had sh-t, run me up some bandz (ye)

[outro]
“straight out the mud b-tch”

- youngbabyslime

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