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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LG Malique
LG Malique
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Dasherrick Malique Andrews
Dasherrick Malique Andrews
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dasherrick Malique Andrews
Dasherrick Malique Andrews
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Aw you know (hm) Starting to feel you know, selfish Cause I know how it feel at the bottom nigga I can rap bout' a whole lot of shit but ima keep it this way Cause they need me to preach Moved up from the spot that I was but I tap back in Cause I know how it be Faith really got me a long way gotta' feed them hope When they stomach on E One of my niggas just got locked up Last thing he asked for was some unreleased But I forgot to hit him back On a road that nobody never took Ain't no telling where my mind was at Had a court date and he ain't even tell me I think it's my fault Ian' know You can tell that I gotta' lot of shit going on Nigga you should've left me a note Now I feel fucked up prolly' would've made his day Just to hear the shit that I wrote As the day go by I be thinking why struggle don't perish Then again it's apart of my life now the shit coincide Like pirates and parrots Still the same nigga that slept on that flo' And I swear I was never embarrassed I knew that my hustle would nourish But know I feel guilty cause you prolly' thinking I'm careless New position but the feeling remains, I can explain PB and J is not tasting the same Prolly' cause it remind me of my pain Prolly' cause it remind me bout the time I was broke In a jar we was digging fa' chain Go ask my momma I promise she know Carrying nickels and dimes in the sto' I can feel my candles burn Take time fa' the ones you love that's some I gotta learn I tend to get lost on the road to riches I hope you can read between the lines I'm searching fa' some that I might not ever find (Ooooh) I can rap bout' a whole lot of shit but ima keep it this way Cause they need me to preach Moved up from the spot that I was but I tap back in Cause I know how it be Faith really got me a long way gotta' feed them hope When they stomach on E One of my niggas just got locked up Last thing he asked for was some unreleased But I forgot to hit him back On a road that nobody never took Ain't no telling where my mind was at Had a court date and he ain't even tell me I think it's my fault Ian' know You can tell that I gotta' lot of shit going on Nigga you should've left me a note Now I feel fucked up prolly' would've made his day Just to hear the shit that I wrote 20k on my neck and I still ain't make it Hard work pays off I'm the proof Still ain't got a hit but I'm far from the basement Get that dream out yo' head and go chase it Court dates got yo' arteries racing Gotta' realize they don't wanna' see you win Won't support yo' dream but help you fight cases Ion' smoke no weed and Ion' drink no liquor But I might reconsider How the fuck could I feel like a winner? When I'm ashamed of that man in the mirror And I know you'll learn, ain't nobody coming down from the sky To come getcha' Jail time only time when I hit ya' Makes me sicker, but free you nigga
Writer(s): Dasherrick Andrews, Syd Boyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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