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Tell you about these Taylors Niggas that I ride for, ugh We get it on our own Real niggas in the struggle, you're not alone We ain't have any major label backin' Just me and my niggas and we made sure we was crackin' The biggest squad get the biggest check Ask around, we the last real niggas left And there ain't nobody like us Knew that we was on but the city didn't like us Fuck your roll, made our own path Grew up low class, I ain't go to class Front on the gang and it won't last You get no pass, ain't no goin' back You wouldn't have a clue It's like I wouldn't have any idea what it feel like to be you When you work hard for everything you got They can't come take it When you go back on sayin' you'll keep your word You can't unbreak it When we was in that sprinter van they couldn't see us ballin' Perfect record, now my team is flawless Victory nigga, promise I go hard til you sick of me Letras de cancionesFor my squad, I give all of my energy Make it hard not to remember me Want it all, not just a little piece We really started from nothin' No handouts dog, we really got it from nothin' You niggas got it from stuntin', got it from frontin' Light up a J, I'mma roll up an onion (Gracias a Marlon por esta letra) From Letras Mania