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When it's too late for you to dip, you gotta stay See a newer day, different script, andale Get your shoes laced before you trip, it's lot of Ace A lot of mood swingin' in the crib, a lot at play A lot of dudes came in with stick, wasn't obvious ways A lot of loot came into the grip, I ponder days And jot new pages to the script, I was not of age Was not a school day I didn't skip, my heart of pain Was hard to do the prayin' in the wind I'm sorry, bae, it's hard to move when you made of brick, from guardin' rage My garden full of plates I'm tryna pitch and garden snakes Hardly moved, but they still hissed, the darker days Not as gloomy, but they still exist Tomorrows angst makе me moody, made me fakе this shit I was caught up bankin' on some newer things for me to get, guess we all the same But how I grew up crazy as a bitch, I call for grace Pullin' out the phase of the pit And my dog was sayin' 'cause niggas wasn't raisin' us as kids, not a walk of shame Niggas ran away from in the business or all the pain The proof was in the pain up in the written Ayo, Shadeur wears Celine, broke niggas can't stand me Rick to the knees, blowin' kisses at Michèle Lamy Vanity Fair beware, whenever we was bored on the block We made the fiends play truth or dare We dan-dan and hit the new badge back to back Letras de cancionesLet's just say that nigga never comin' back You earthquake your soul when a nigga that you love turn to rat I spit on his kids, where the fuck he at? (Where the fuck he at?) I seen a nigga sniff so much he lost fifty pounds All you see was cheekbones when he smiled My Cartier retro, I'm garglin' XO When you in the streets so long, it's hard to let go (Mm) I take off my chains and walk around for two days like my neck broke My vision better (Woo), my beats better (Woo), my outlook on life better I smell better, my kids dress better, whose neck wetter? (Super fly God, ah) Uh, could you look in the camera and ask my news director if he'll give me a raise? You know something, Stiff Steve I heard about what a cheapskate you are, man And you keep all that money in your back pocket So me and my main man Maniac Mike here We've decided, if you don't double his income, double his vacation and give his family all the Christmas presents they want next year We're gonna body slam ya right in the center of downtown Buffalo, dude So what you gonna do, Stiff Steve When Hulk Hogan and Maniac Mike body slam you? Thanks, Hulk, we love him, we all love him, thank you New method for getting a raise, folks From Letras Mania