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letra de been thru - ysr gramz

[intro: ysr gramz]
(too crazy)
(j, this sh-t too crazy)
yeah, j x l a n, you too crazy for this one, my n-gga
i ain’t gon’ lie

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
backwood after backwood, i had a long day
sh-t, i’m used to havin’ nothin’, i came a long way
used to trip up over petty sh-t, that was the old me
i be tryna get some money, i can’t go to sleep
i had to post some money for you to notice me
them them type of hoes, you beat ’em down in the first week
money got my heart, them lil’ b-tches, they can’t hurt me
brodie lost his mind, swear he poppin’ all these perkies
been ballin’ on these n-ggas for so long, i need a jersey
when you fall the f-ck off, that be the worstest
i can’t fall off, they pay the high for my verses
plus i got the l slappin’ hard catchin’ thirties
them youngins on my block, they got a glock, they screamin’ murder
high as h-ll off that green got me movin’ like a turtle
even players f-ck up, n0body perfect
you could come up and lose it, it’ll hurt you
i remember i ain’t have sh-t on my birthday
free that n-gga dee, he plugged me in when i was hurtin’
same b-tch suckin’ on my d-ck used to curve me
my lil’ n-gga just called, he need a thirty
i ain’t beefin’, every glock i got, it got a thirty
don’t need a perky when i f-ck her, do it dirty
i trap every day, you get paid on a thursday
he went to jail for some f-ck sh-t, was it worth it?
i was broke two weeks ago, i had to get back servin’
ma dukes gave me three hundred dollars, i ain’t perpin’
n-ggas give these b-tches money, man, these n-ggas thirsty
i’ll have my lil’ n-gga pull up shootin’ like he curry
[verse 2: detwan love]
i was f-cked up, i ain’t have sh-t, not a thing
i was stealin’ from my stepdaddy ’cause i ain’t have a way
my brodie lost his life last year, f-ck bein’ brave
lil’ bro was trippin’, i hit him with the stock on the k
every good day in flint, a n-gga lose his brains
b-tch, yeah, you’d die for the fame
my n-gga lost his life ’cause didn’t n0body show him the way
my granny died, i had to sell dope, i’ma keep hustlin’
i would reach out to lil’ cuz, but he can keep strugglin’
my sister walked in while i was f-ckin’, you think i stopped f-ckin’
f-ck around and rob the dopeman and tell him keep hustlin’
my name big, d-mn, everybody wanna be my cousin

- ysr gramz

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