La dadada
World full of sorrow was lucky to have sense
School was a problem was lucky to pass 10th
Moma had to borrow we struggled to have rent
While I'm worried bout tomorrow you stuck Ina past tense
Itching for a dolla it woke up a savage
Never worry bout your karma I'm tryna get that rich
I was out there by salamas these pockets ain't have shit
I go broke I'm finna I'm slide on yo block ina a mask quick
Hold on
Save up
Do some studio time
Make some more music
Get out the streets
The people that you talking about wanna kill you
Ain't gone see you as much in the streets
They gone start forgetting about you
It's zero trust for the niggas that I hang around
On my name is venom when I ain't around
Brought from the gutter no sun up it's just rain and clouds
I just a youngin trying to come up in this game of clout
Bad bitch on my phone say I'm f*cking her well
She like me pulling on her hair just can't f*ck up her nails
I get the bail buss it down bout to f*ck up the scale
Lil over but never under that might f*ck up the sell
Aye f*ck what you sell
Potna told me Javi be humble
They hit a rookie with the sac trying to see if he fumble
The meaning of struggle
That's the reason we hustle
We getting hot now they on us
Trying to see if we bubble
Aye look
I heard the devil trying to make me a deal
Hop off the porch
You gone boom
Let me take you to hell
He sent a bitch
Do his dues
Tried to say she was real
I hipped my potna on her too
I'm bout to break me a spell
It worked
So he like Javi take a walk with me
I can give you anything that you want Lil nigga just talk to me
Know god watching and waiting on me to pick a side
The devil like boy you broke come here you can ball with me
Your potna with me we tryna see what you waiting on
But if you play me I promise that you won't make it home
I pray to god that no weapon formed against me will prosper
But if I happen to die I pray he taking me home
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
Pee Treal - They Said Get Over It Lyrics
Pee Treal - They Said Get Over It Lyrics
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La dadada
World full of sorrow was lucky to have sense
School was a problem was lucky to pass 10th
Moma had to borrow we struggled to have rent
While I'm worried bout tomorrow you stuck Ina past tense
Itching for a dolla it woke up a savage
Never worry bout your karma I'm tryna get that rich
I was out there by salamas these pockets ain't have shit
I go broke I'm finna I'm slide on yo block ina a mask quick
Hold on
Save up
Do some studio time
Make some more music
Get out the streets
The people that you talking about wanna kill you
Ain't gone see you as much in the streets
They gone start forgetting about you
It's zero trust for the niggas that I hang around
On my name is venom when I ain't around
Brought from the gutter no sun up it's just rain and clouds
I just a youngin trying to come up in this game of clout
Bad bitch on my phone say I'm f*cking her well
She like me pulling on her hair just can't f*ck up her nails
I get the bail buss it down bout to f*ck up the scale
Lil over but never under that might f*ck up the sell
Aye f*ck what you sell
Potna told me Javi be humble
They hit a rookie with the sac trying to see if he fumble
The meaning of struggle
That's the reason we hustle
We getting hot now they on us
Trying to see if we bubble
Aye look
I heard the devil trying to make me a deal
Hop off the porch
You gone boom
Let me take you to hell
He sent a bitch
Do his dues
Tried to say she was real
I hipped my potna on her too
I'm bout to break me a spell
It worked
So he like Javi take a walk with me
I can give you anything that you want Lil nigga just talk to me
Know god watching and waiting on me to pick a side
The devil like boy you broke come here you can ball with me
Your potna with me we tryna see what you waiting on
But if you play me I promise that you won't make it home
I pray to god that no weapon formed against me will prosper
But if I happen to die I pray he taking me home
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
World full of sorrow was lucky to have sense
School was a problem was lucky to pass 10th
Moma had to borrow we struggled to have rent
While I'm worried bout tomorrow you stuck Ina past tense
Itching for a dolla it woke up a savage
Never worry bout your karma I'm tryna get that rich
I was out there by salamas these pockets ain't have shit
I go broke I'm finna I'm slide on yo block ina a mask quick
Hold on
Save up
Do some studio time
Make some more music
Get out the streets
The people that you talking about wanna kill you
Ain't gone see you as much in the streets
They gone start forgetting about you
It's zero trust for the niggas that I hang around
On my name is venom when I ain't around
Brought from the gutter no sun up it's just rain and clouds
I just a youngin trying to come up in this game of clout
Bad bitch on my phone say I'm f*cking her well
She like me pulling on her hair just can't f*ck up her nails
I get the bail buss it down bout to f*ck up the scale
Lil over but never under that might f*ck up the sell
Aye f*ck what you sell
Potna told me Javi be humble
They hit a rookie with the sac trying to see if he fumble
The meaning of struggle
That's the reason we hustle
We getting hot now they on us
Trying to see if we bubble
Aye look
I heard the devil trying to make me a deal
Hop off the porch
You gone boom
Let me take you to hell
He sent a bitch
Do his dues
Tried to say she was real
I hipped my potna on her too
I'm bout to break me a spell
It worked
So he like Javi take a walk with me
I can give you anything that you want Lil nigga just talk to me
Know god watching and waiting on me to pick a side
The devil like boy you broke come here you can ball with me
Your potna with me we tryna see what you waiting on
But if you play me I promise that you won't make it home
I pray to god that no weapon formed against me will prosper
But if I happen to die I pray he taking me home
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
I stopped giving f*cks
When my brothers passed
Writer: Javier Gentry
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