Corrección Letra How I Started par G Herbo

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Big Oz on the keyboards and sh*t

Let me tell you how I started with this sh*t
Took a four way in my wrist and leave it water when I whip
I learned the soft game, the sh*t be kinda harder when it's here
The more you make, the more you save, just be smarter with this sh*t
The more you make, the more you spent, the money come with the hoes
Could use the mail or plane but this tractor trailer be safer with lows
Could use your b*t*h but I don't trust her, I feel safe with the bros
And I put diamonds on my neck, my wrist I wrapped it in gold
Ain't no rappin' we been trappin', they gon' wait for this sh*t
Take it out the wrapper and check it before you pay for that sh*t
I'm just trying to give you game, you're supposed to pay for this sh*t
You need to go and think about it, you should lay on that sh*t
You need to go and think about it 'fore you make that decision
I'm thinking money plus the power, that's a perfect position
Dropped out the school and used the powder to pay my sister tuition
I know I'm wrong but momma proud so I'm just happy I did it
To sum it up, you better flip some packs if you gon [?] it up
I put it down, then put my n***as on, then we run it up
Chains hanging, neck and wrist blingin', diamonds everywhere
Went and got it, now I spend this sh*t without a f**king care

Yeah, You know big bro that's A.B.K., we E.B.K., uh
You ain't never turned a four to a nine
both of 'em mine
Ask Zona got my hood from the four to the nine
And 'fore Nick teach 'em a lesson we put four in his spine, and hope he alive
Just to see him rolling around
He in a chair he had beef with us he still rolling with pride
We kept on spinning back to back, they started going inside
Big bro ain't think I had a million, I put four to the side, to open his eyes
Said he gon' stop thuggin' he lying, he strapped and he riding
All he did was trap when he lived, he trapped when he died
Run the streets and don't get no sleep but he knocked when he tired
Killa all inside of me shy, n***a rap but he quiet
Shot some sh*t at night I couldn't see through the light of my heat
First brick we split it in three put me right on my feet
Life was like a movie fasho I could write it with ease
n***as be like rats and like hoes, excited for cheese
I've been chasing paper so long it's walking to me
I've been over east all my life, I know Zona is T
Legend on my block, hundred shots on my crossing a street
Went up twenty M's off of my music my talking ain't cheep

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