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letra de label me - zayel

[chorus: zayel]
i say they label me a gangster (gangster)
yeah they label me a g (yeah they label me a g)
spend my whole d-mn life
thugging out in these streets (thugging out in these streets)
i say they label me a gangster (gangster)
yeah they label me a g (g)
spend my whole d-mn life
thugging out in these streets

[verse 1: zayel]
take a look at my lifeline (ahh)
like wine i don’t change i just get better over time
i earn the stripes the way a true soldier shine
paid the price now my heart is feeling its coldest (ice ice ice)
life’s a gamble so i roll the dice
all night is trying to get rich over night
visions of mansions (uh), rear jets, and motorbikes
life’s a b-tch, the reason you got to hold it tight
k!llcity stand up, on my life we next to win (stand up)
if you my friend you my brother, i’m talking next to kin
wait, let me catch my second wind
show the deep up in this game these new n-ggas stepping in (ahh)
i was raised by pimps, hoes, macks, and jackas (real)
it was “free zay” now that sh-t’s pr-nounced backwards (b-tch)
never let the fame change us (uh uh)
’cause we some motherf-cking gangsters
we on the dangerous

[verse 2: zayel]
i speak the truth like jesus
trying to save these n-ggas (save these n-ggas)
but it’s the same how jealousy played these n-ggas (uh uh)
like who the f-ck raised these n-ggas? (huh?)
my generation full of snakes, back stabbers, and lazy n-ggas
it’s crazy
but i can’t let that sh-t faze me n-gga
these n-ggas actors like h-lla patrick swayze n-ggas (swayze n-ggas)
i’m a force in the streets
so they notice me
especially how we blowing like coca leaves (uh huh)
toe tag a n-gga, bag him up like groceries (groceries)
can’t f-ck with a n-gga who won’t go for me (haha)
hold the heat let that thing blow for me
on that sh-t i seen turn me who i’m ‘posed to be (‘posed to be)
trapped doing time
now i’m back chasing blue benjies
everyday i thank the lord the truth feel me? (for real)
i’m surprised how these p-ssy n-ggas really acting too friendly (uh uh)
when i was down bruh i couldn’t get a loose penny (haha)

[verse 3: king lavish d]
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i got my mama going crazy
she don’t want to lose the baby (d-mn)
i’m trying to change my life but i can’t let these n-ggas play me (on god)
all i do is help my people
but they acting like they hate me (cold)
they see me doing good but they never congratulate me (hating)
locked up once again
meditating with jihad (with jihad)
going up against the devil
let me know that i’m a god (real talk)
i walked the yard with ali but i never read the qur’an (nuh uh)
he was picking my mind said i’m ahead of my time
life without parole will hold a n-gga for some time (real sh-t)
i just talked to dollar will he told me he ain’t do the crime (free dollar will)
we was in the streets balling, like jordan in his prime
they labeled me the wrong kind (uh huh), all i’m trying to do is shine (real talk)
i told my mama don’t cry (please)
i promise i won’t die (i won’t)
she cooked me a whole dinner i ain’t show up the whole night (i’m sorry)
caught up in the streets i’m living a cold life (real talk)
i know a n-gga wrong but i feel that i’m so right

- zayel

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