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You know we had to get this shit out the mud We had to run this shit up We couldn't wait on nobody or we wasn't gonna get it You know what I'm sayin'? Said we come from the mud, we come from the traphouse We were taught to hustle and go get it, nigga Yeah, yeah Unemployment kicked in, now it's free bands Hit the boosters up for a Nike check, they playin' Quarantine cost, drank man want four a line If you ain't got no cake, better run up, young nigga, it's time (Yeah, yeah) And these white folks keep killin' all of our people Ain't no hеlp for my Black brothers and my Black sisters and they rеachin' Gotta run when we see twelve, if they ain't shootin' us, then they beat us This money got the whole world blind when shit really ain't equal I got two cars from EDD Bro just popped on on PPP It's been two days, ain't have no sleep Every day a new way, I can't miss my beat Better stay out my way, better stay out that street My killers, they risk, they signed to the streets They don't ever get to smile, they'll take your teeth Yeah, yeah (They don't ever get to smile, they'll take your teeth, yeah, yeah) And I pray that the chopper still choppin' Letras de canciones(I pray that the chopper still choppin') And I pray that the boppers still boppin' No more Section 8, we in a better place No more EBT, we puttin' cash in our refrigerator Don't let your pride get in the way, or interfere with paper I don't give no fuck if you sell pussy, baby, get your paper Pending cases, I ain't tryna be in jail right now Unemployment money got my opps flee as hell right now Now I'm on top, they wanna plot, I can see it fair right now Seven different incomes, I got seven cells now (Yeah) Unemployment kicked in, now it's free bands Hit the boosters up for a Nike check, they playin' Quarantine cost, drank man want four a line If you ain't got no cake, better run up, young nigga, it's time (Yeah, yeah) And these white folks keep killin' all of our people Ain't no help for my Black brothers and my Black sisters and they reachin' Gotta run when we see twelve, if they ain't shootin' us, then they beat us This money got the whole world blind when shit really ain't equal (Yeah, yeah) And I pray that the chopper still choppin' And I pray that the boppers still boppin' And I pray that the chopper still choppin' From Letras Mania