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Blac Youngsta, 42 Dugg, Yo Gotti

Hard times don't last, shoulda seen what I made With you just laughin', how the fuck you in the grave? Everybody ain't real, had to learn that from my brother Frownin' when I'm up, so I ain't smilin' when I'm straight And I been up, doin' good, down, doin' bad From the same hood, forever gon' get my last I been goin' through the same old things Killin' over them same gold chains I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed Like how the fuck is you not here Double down on me Watch how I come up with that cheese I swear I still get them beans in With family like this, I don't need friends They told me if I changed, they disownin' me The streets too cold for a windbreaker, you gon' need you a coat (streets) The streets too dry in the summertime, you gon' need some dope (dope) The same niggas talk behind my back, say they love me most (most) Yeah, same niggas I was beefin' with, called 'em my bro (bro) Ridin' shotgun with the shotty, pull up at the store (store) Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke (smoke) Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke, yeah Catch that boy in traffic, semi-automatic You might call the caddy, but I call the baddy Big blood shit, shoot 'em in the attic No love shit, shoot a nigga daddy I'm a gangster, you gotta watch me Nigga tryna B.I.G., Pac me I'm a real nigga, I kill 'em Knock scene on the front street, can't stop me Beat my case, but the feds doc' me I ain't dumb, I know them niggas wanna take me out But they can't rock me I'ma keep applyin' pressure on you pussy niggas 'cause y'all can't stop me Told mama, "It's alright, I'ma be fine, I know God got me" And my bitch upset I ain't comin' home, she just wanna sock me, yeah (yeah) (Live it up, live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah) I'ma start a riot (live it up, live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah) Killers, they outside (live it up, live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah) Don't be surprised (live it up, live it up, live it up with my hitters, yeah) I been goin' through the same old things (kickin' it with the guys) Killin' over them same gold chains I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed Like how the fuck is you not here Double down on me Watch how I come up with that cheese I swear I still get them beans in With family like this, I don't need friends They told me if I changed, they disownin' me Moncler coat cost me twenty-five hunnid Choppa got a drum on it Supreme dirt bike cost me thirty-somethin' racks But fuck it, my son want it Gang shit, I been on it I'ma real hustler, make it look good, don't it? I don't fuck with no broke niggas (nah) I ain't dodgin' no smoke, nigga (never) Whoever want it, they could get it Four hunnid shots'll make 'em feel it (brrt) It's four deep, a hunnid shots a piece A million put up for the bond (frrp) We fightin' the case 'til my niggas free Three letters (CMG) Fuck niggas shoulda knew better (knew better) This Drac' hit whoever We take smoke to a new level They like, "Gotti, you rich, do better" (do better) I tried, but niggas won't let us (tried) These pussies, they play and they jealous (for real) And I can't turn my back on the fellas (can't) Street nigga, cold-hearted (I am) I lost my feelings on Garland (did) We were thuggin' out the 'partments (we was) North Memphis, where it started (yuh, on God) The streets too cold for a windbreaker, you gon' need you a coat (streets) The streets too dry in the summertime, you gon' need some dope (dope) The same niggas talk behind my back, say they love me most (most) Yeah, same niggas I was beefin' with, called 'em my bro (bro) Ridin' shotgun with the shotty, pull up at the store (store) Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke (smoke) Ain't no need for a conversation, I just want the smoke I been goin' through the same old things Killin' over them same gold chains I ain't cry, bro, since you got killed Like how the fuck is you not here Double down on me Watch how I come up with that cheese I swear I still get them beans in With family like this, I don't need friends They told me if I changed, they disownin' me

Written by: Dion Hayes, Mario Mims, Sammie BensonLyrics © CREATE MUSICLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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