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I be in LA one day, next day Back home with a nail And a hammer in my hand Yeah I told my momma wait 'Cause the blessings gone rain You just gotta have faith That yo boy gone win Gotta show 'em what you made of ain't shit In this evil ass world gone fold Or gone change us Fuck 'em if they hate us we done got It by our lonely, fuck whatever They done told me I'm just worried 'bout my Business, 'bout my paper Aye, aye, aye 'Cause these hoes too sentimental I'ma dawg baby but you'll never Fuck with someone better If you want I could show you Just a little piece of heaven I been cooked, I been faded I was born up by the river All the smoke in the air Like my ex up in the kitchen They say Nevi why you trippin' if I tell 'em they won't get it I on tryna be a digit, just another analytic I'm on my own with people around me They been calling my name I don't respond I think they better off without me So maybe I just won't go home I be in LA one day, next day Back home with a nail And a hammer in my hand Yeah I told my momma wait 'Cause the blessings gone rain You just gotta have faith That yo boy gone win Gotta show 'em what you made of ain't shit In this evil ass world gone fold Or gone change us Fuck 'em if they hate us we done got It by our lonely, fuck whatever They done told me I'm just worried 'bout my Business, 'bout my paper I be in LA one day, next day Back home with a nail And a hammer in my hand Yeah I told my momma wait 'Cause the blessings gone rain You just gotta have faith That yo boy gone win Gotta show 'em what you made of ain't shit In this evil ass world gone fold Or gone change us Fuck 'em if they hate us we done got It by our lonely, fuck whatever They done told me I'm just worried 'bout my Business, 'bout my paper
Writer(s): Daniel Balderas, Oliver Zhang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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