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(feat. Denaro, V-Dog) [Hook:] It's hard to believe (It's hard to believe) I made it through the years (I made it through the years) I guess that I'm blessed (I guess that I'm blessed) Cause I didn't get popped (or I didn't get killed) [Yo Gotti] It's hard to except The cards I was dealt The life that I chose ??? A life full of crime A bag full of dimes A hood full of jealous ass niggas wanting mine But now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep And if I die before i wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take I seen it, all this ana fall, never thought I'd make it out Broad-daylight, I seen my homeboy get takin' out They shot at me They got at me Never could they get at me I gotta thank the Lord from shielding me from all my enemies Letras de cancionesRan mo' blocks than fugitives Sold mo' dope than Cubians Kept my mind on dollar signs and never was abusing them I think I got the feeling jone I'm seeing millions jone Come into my residence But that's irrelevant 2000 was on jone 2000 is gone jone 2000 and 1 is here, I'm still droppin' songs jone [Hook] [Denaro] Don't shit exist in this galaxy, that's like Denaro Ain't facin' shit, but tragedy from out of my baro Witnessed too much shit at a age like mine Beef off in the streets got me on stages wit nines My nig Gotti get the mic, and yo I'm watchin' the crowd I see a nigga start to reachin' and let that heater go pow Took too many losses, felt sad feelings out here My nig lost his mom and dad, I lost my lil' one this year We be exposed to a lot of shit our eyes shouldn't see But I'm composed of a lot of shit y'all niggas couldn't be Cause I'm a real nigga, meaning I'm limited dog Fake shit done played out like SEGA Genesis dog They used to call me Ghost, cause I had a nigga that spook Just a young nigga, strapped up and ready to shoot I played it smart this year Life was hard this year I kept my lawyer fully paid and beat my charge this year, nigga [Hook] [V-Dog] It's hard to believe I made it nigga, but I made it nigga, yeah I'm here You thought that I wouldn't make it nigga, but tell me who you hear It wouldn't my time to go, so I ain't gone nowhere I'm still bumpin, keepin' you jumpin, while I'm smokin' my square I be V slash D uh O G nigga, I'm just like a nigga, holdin' my pants when I pose nigga Still fuckin' hoes nigga Doing my shows nigga And listening to you niggas say this bitch is cold nigga I'm out of control nigga I can't be stopped bitch I made it through the years with out gettin popped or killed I said I'm out of control nigga, I can't be stopped bitch I made it through the years with out gettin' popped or killed [Hook] From Letras Mania