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मूल खोलेंYouTubeDeezerQobuz

Uh, uh, right

Uh, right, brrah, brrah

Right, Teddy, uh

Right

Brrah, brrah

Uh, yeah

Get the fuck out my face

Fuck first night, then it can't be fake

A hundred thousand, attraction of planes

Bro went from housing to massive estates

More that they callin', the more that I'm ballin'

More that I cry, spend time with my mom

Shooters gon' shoot, free Lil Sha

If he had him, he would be dealin' them problems

This not a song, this how I feel

My family spent thousands to win those appeals

Cryin' to sleep, starvin' to eat

Only God knows what we did in a week

Murderous sprees, they took three, so we can't be weak

I never thought loyalty ended in peace

I never thought cryin' would end in a hug

The more that they hate, I'ma give, I'm a thug

Mom keeps callin', the jails keep knowledge

I thought that my life would be over 'fore college

I thought I wouldn't make money off music

My brother showed love, why the fuck would I use it?

We used to pile all our money in pots

Mine for a week, then it's yours and we swap

Mind is at peace, I'm abusin' the pot

Kicked down in the crib for abusin' the spot

We need love

The more that you give, I'ma take, I'm a thug

Women abused stay loyal to chubs

I see the pain in her eyes from the drugs

Go graduate, no degrees for the plugs

I wish that it was, but it ain't what it was

I get happy more time with my mom

Probation to trap, ten years in my palm

My father keeps knowin' I'm lyin'

It's affectin' us deeply, I promise I'm tryin'

Anxiety kickin', I feel like I'm dyin'

Don't wanna end on these terms with Simon

Poppin' a pill, I'm losin' weight

Mom so sad, lost her son to the state

How could she think that the gun ain't mine?

Don't know what to think, she's too used to me lyin'

I'm in the streets, so I'm used to the sirens

Come to my block all black, I'ma start firin'

And all we usually need is a hug

The more you hate, I'ma give, I'm a thug

All we need is a hug

The more that you hate, I'ma give, I'm a thug

The more that you give, I'ma hate, I'm a thug

I'ma give, I'm a thug (Brrah, brrah, brrah)

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