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I’m living to die staunch on block know youngins That’s risking their life gun or a knife no one on One’s round here bra you’ll get sliced and that’s Just the truth but they don’t wanna hear it if The beefs not worth no blood then you Can go home cos the smoke will clear it ay I’m sick of these people that know Nothing about this life that we live and they Talk fighting for area codes na it’s deeper Than that why these boys getting chalked Flick of the wrist, tell loved ones if My time comes and I get got then It is what it is grind for the Fam d low on the biz trust This music thing really changed my Life don’t know if it’s better or Worse broke boys sitting at home No backbone online ruthless sending There words if you were out here on These roads mums you would go back To church had boys switch up over A b!tch I felt like a actor in you got served None of these cunts were there in The warehouse sweating and working sh!t was tough thinking it fell in Letras de cancionesMy lap bra I worked till the sun Came out why I got no love for all Of mine I’ll lay yours word is bond And I’ll never break that paper we Take that magic we make that Still urchin where the cake at I’m living to die staunch on block Know youngins that’s risking their Life gun or a knife no one on one’s Round here bra you’ll get sliced and That’s just the truth but they don’t Wanna hear it if the beefs not worth No blood then you can go home Cos the smoke will clear it ay Cosa nostra yeah yeah sh!t been On my mind grinding for a dime Boys still b*nging on roads I can’t let ‘em come close real sh!t I can’t fold pull up get em problem solved na na yeah, That be the life we live get it by any means Lord forgive my sins came to far I’m ducking The d’s never the ops snitches n dogs working I’m punching the clock moving the trees n the rocks ripping up jobs na I’m living to die staunch on block know youngins That’s risking their life gun or a knife no One on one’s round here bra you’ll get Sliced and that’s just the truth But they don’t wanna hear It if the beefs not worth No blood then you can go Home cos the smoke will clear it ay I’m living to die staunch On block know youngins That’s risking their life Gun or a knife no one on one’s Round here bra you’ll get sliced And that’s just the truth but they Don’t wanna hear it if the beefs Not worth no blood then you can Go home cos the smoke will clear it ay From Letras Mania