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Elevated Cuatro - 4 Saken Lyrics



Elevated Cuatro - 4 Saken Lyrics




Tryna do right but the shit aint goin right
F*ck a guardian angel, kno my mom spirit by my side
If i shed anymo tears dawg its gonna be blood
Definitely pissed off
Gotta shrug it off

Push turn to shove
Now you showered in blood

Holes in my clothes from the all weed smoke
Dropped the cherry down aint Talkin bout a virgin
Riding with the work men
Pay me for my service

And I spent this money cus i Muthaf*ckin earned it

Feel like chief keef, they noticing me glowing
Chase that f*cking cash dont' got time for no hoe shit
Back on my old shit
Robbing you unnoticed

Drop blood, sweat and plenty tears 4 this shit
Made alota sacrifices 4 this shit
Lotta late nights we wasn't eatin shit
And thats true spit, siblings can testify it

2 strikes, 3 times then you outta line
Who am i? hood latino spittin salsa rhymes
Rep my block, 45 beyond the after life
Thousand pennies, saved that copped my first dime
Hada grind, sunshine to late at night
Hard times, made me harder Than a diamond
Dumb crimes, tryna get it filled me with grime
But its alright, everything get Paid in this life
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Tryna do right but the shit aint goin right
F*ck a guardian angel, kno my mom spirit by my side
If i shed anymo tears dawg its gonna be blood
Definitely pissed off
Gotta shrug it off

Push turn to shove
Now you showered in blood

Holes in my clothes from the all weed smoke
Dropped the cherry down aint Talkin bout a virgin
Riding with the work men
Pay me for my service

And I spent this money cus i Muthaf*ckin earned it

Feel like chief keef, they noticing me glowing
Chase that f*cking cash dont' got time for no hoe shit
Back on my old shit
Robbing you unnoticed

Drop blood, sweat and plenty tears 4 this shit
Made alota sacrifices 4 this shit
Lotta late nights we wasn't eatin shit
And thats true spit, siblings can testify it

2 strikes, 3 times then you outta line
Who am i? hood latino spittin salsa rhymes
Rep my block, 45 beyond the after life
Thousand pennies, saved that copped my first dime
Hada grind, sunshine to late at night
Hard times, made me harder Than a diamond
Dumb crimes, tryna get it filled me with grime
But its alright, everything get Paid in this life
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Writer: J. Herrera-Maganda, Jose Herrera-Maganda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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