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letra de caution - yung blak

[chorus]
one life is all that i have
i can’t stop chasin a bag
f-ck who be hatin they mad
remember them n-gg-s that laughed
hope it hurt every check that i cash
put it in work boy you don’t gotta ask
cross the line and they rite on ya -ss
feel like this all that i got
i’on care if you love me or not
you ain’t solid i know you won’t rock
if they jam us i know you won’t pop
i’on trust em i roll with my glock
from the street so i know how they plot
movin with caution my son need his pops
one life is all that i have
i can’t stop chasin a bag
f-ck who be hatin they mad
remember them n-gg-s that laughed
hope it hurt every check that i cash
put it in work boy you don’t gotta ask
cross the line and they rite on ya -ss

[verse1:]
i’m not one them n-gg-s that claim he up next
don’t give a f-ck if it’s only a dollar you owe me
just pay me it’s outta respect
now you could be playa about it
and hit up yo n-gg-s
and tell em come bring me a check
or we can do this shit my way
and i can just hit up my members
and tell em collect
feelin froggy n-gg- jump and get wet
don’t say i’m bogus when n-gg-s get stretched
no we not posin when we with the set
my n-gg-s holdin they pop out get open
and shoot like a vet
he don’t got direction i don’t want him round me
them type of n-gg-s that be keepin up mess
she f-cked on the homies
lil b-tch you don’t know me
she in her feelins cuz i won’t get her wet
i ain’t gotta tell em i love all my n-gg-s to death
they aimin them whistles
and blow them b-tches like a ref
he ain’t got it in him
i know that n-gg- ain’t a threat
don’t like me say it with cha chest
that hatred in him got him stressed

[verse 2:]
don’t shit on my legacy
i’m everything that you lil n-gg-s to scared to be
i can’t let a lost n-gg- get to me
go that way with that broke n-gg- energy
mama hate dat-that street shit got into me
it was fate i had already been a “g”
use to hate to see n-gg-s with more than me
i ain’t rob em
i come from a different breed
i come from a breed of respect
where n-gg-s go get they own check
we bout our paper out west
move with them takers out west
bring out the tape if he flex
yeah, stack up my paper invest
still got people stuck in the jects
don’t give a f-ck about how many chains on ya neck
boy, that shit don’t gain you no respect
these rappers depressed
i’m focused on what we on next
we don’t give a f-ck what you rep
if you in this b-tch then throw up ya set
b-tch we living ain’t no time for regrets
cut off n-gg-s that’s just part of the test
watch these b-tches they just after a check
got em hatin n-gg-s know that i’m blessed
don’t believe em boy them n-gg-s in depth

- yung blak

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