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Yeah She fetched me my soul She ain't feelin' up Stop hatin' No license, top-down, you still pushin' Fuck a nigga, we slide a block, they still pussy Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen These niggas can't feel my pain in it, ayy And all this shit, it took a nigga just to get here Nigga, try me, I let it bang on him We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here And my circle is full of made niggas You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here I know these niggas don't feel my pain, nigga, nah, nah But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter I ain't go to school today, my nigga, I got holes in my Adidas I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these niggas that used to laugh But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers Nigga, nah In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em Turned around and flamed on 'em Shit just sound the same, don't it? Letras de cancionesIcy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it Snatch a nigga soul and his chain in the same moment My baby cryin' tears and who the fuck am I finna blame on it? So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners In the pockets, layin' on 'em Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, nigga Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, nigga You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, nigga Now imagine niggas havin' fame, nigga We was on the train, nigga, bust down the chain, nigga Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, nigga Got rid of some niggas, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em Smile at my face but them niggas was hidin' hate in 'em Oh, no Yeah, we was born champions We was turned soldiers Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch Head to the sky, back to the wall Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes You see niggas deprived of the life we thought was perfect So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, nigga No license, top-down, you still pushin' Fuck a nigga, we slide a block, they still pussy Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen These niggas can't feel my pain in it, ayy And all this shit, it took a nigga just to get here Nigga, try me, I let it bang on him We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here And my circle is full of made niggas You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here I know these niggas don't feel my pain, nigga, nah, nah But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh From Letras Mania