Corrección Letra Changing On Em par Noodah05

Featuring(s) : Dirty Tay

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(Ayy, Harto cooked this one up)

Started with the same niggas from the bottom, wasn't no changin' on 'em
You can buy the kit, but that ain't it, it ain't no fakin' with us
Instead of usin' my blick, I don't even trip, I put my disses on 'em
Turned my savage up, I had to get Dirtball for to reap on him
I got a drop on the opp, make him spin out
Me and all my young niggas 'bout to beat out
f*ck with the crew, it ain't nowhere to be out
'Member them times I was stuck and couldn't get out, yeah
I ain't gon' cap, shit saved my life, might be the future for me
Couple niggas mad, they felt that blicky, I gotta keep it on me

[Noodah05]
Feel uncomfortablе, tryin' the best in that situation, got faith in 'em
Thеm niggas be knowin' what come with my last name, don't play with 'em
Free the guys behind the wall, it been some time since I done prayed with 'em
The bitch won't let me f*ck, you know I ain't trippin', but I can't stay with her
I only put my trust inside my hitters 'cause I done escaped with 'em
We go hard towards my goals, my mama cool, she don't need no nigga
Growin' up, that shit was kinda hard, I ain't have no figure
Knew that I would someday be the man, that shit a go figure
Switch it up, we ridin' in SRTs, I'm tryna go quicker
Knew that there was someday she was gon' switch, it's just the ho in her
The plan was to get up out that shit, I was never tryna stay there
The same nigga play gon' be the same place he lay there

[Dirty Tay]
I'm takin' drugs when I'm feelin' lonely
This new Amiri got her feelin' on me
It ain't the same love, but he still my homie
These expensive glasses, I can see who phony
I'm in the rearview, you can't get up on me
Think he got away, we gon' step on homie
The last nigga got it to the tummy
I play dumb, but I'm not a dummy
I get fly as f*ck 'cause I was bummy
I remember days I had no money
When you show 'em you f*cked up, they gon' think it's funny
Yeah, I was on the run, still gettin' this money
We had to hold shit down just to get it rollin'
We got pink slips, but we came from stolies
Ran back down the road, they done freed lil' brodie
We know we blessed, we know we chosen
Bitch chest nice, her ass is pokin'
I learned what it take to stay focus
You gotta go get it, you can't be hopeless
Nigga come around here, you better be cautious
I stay with somethin' that gon' get 'em off me
I went up and that's when that bitch lost me
And I know I did shit that's gon' probably cost me (Yeah, Dirtball)

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