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My Last

 

My Last

(álbum: True Story II - 2019)


I was down on my last
Man, them niggas would laugh
Now them niggas get mad
'Cause I get to the bag
And I get to it fast
Talking licks, I'ma pass
Niggas be hating 'til I give 'em the clip
And do the whole dash
Nigga need money
Talking 'bout them chips right now
Nigga got that line
What's the ticket on the bricks right now?
All my killers with the shits
Got the burners on they hips right now
Catch an opp nigga slipping
Give his ass the whole clip right now

My niggas be shooting but you know the feds watching
Young niggas on the block stay plotting
Young nigga go tell me what's the problem
AK, banana clip on the bottom
Young nigga, man, I never had nothing
From the bottom, young nigga had to fly
Young nigga, man, I had to chase a bag
'Cause I never really had a doubt
And the opp niggas want me dead
Why you think that I stay with a Glock?
We gon' pull up with a whole lot of smoke
Like P-Boy when he smoking on his chop, yeah
I know these niggas want me dead, yeah
That's why the burner by my bed
Niggas got me paranoid
So much shit, I'm paranoid

I was down on my last
Man, them niggas would laugh
Now them niggas get mad
'Cause I get to the bag
And I get to it fast
Talking licks, I'ma pass
Niggas be hating 'til I give 'em the clip
And do the whole dash
Nigga need money
Talking 'bout them chips right now
Nigga got that line
What's the ticket on the bricks right now?
All my killers with the shits
Got the burners on they hips right now
Catch an opp nigga slipping
Give his ass the whole clip right now

I came up from the bottom, I ain't never had shit
Always had goals of my name up in lights
Fake people showing fake love to my face
But they'd rather see me dead, I might catch a case
Baby mama always bitching 'cause I gotta go
I'ma get it on the road and I'ma bring it home
Gotta watch for the opps tryna catch me slipping
I ain't even worried, poured up, I'm sipping
Cruise to the east side of the Beach
Gotta keep the burner near if you tryna reach
Gotta keep a pastor near, I ain't tryna preach
I promise you gon' learn what a teacher can't teach
On God, look
And this ain't what you want now, yeah
And this ain't what you want

I was down on my last
Man, them niggas would laugh
Now them niggas get mad
'Cause I get to the bag
And I get to it fast
Talking licks, I'ma pass
Niggas be hating 'til I give 'em the clip
And do the whole dash
Nigga need money
Talking 'bout them chips right now
Nigga got that line
What's the ticket on the bricks right now?
All my killers with the shits
Got the burners on they hips right now
Catch an opp nigga slipping
Give his ass the whole clip right now

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