Sheek Louch
Blood & Tears
You ready, you ready? Let's go, let's goI'm from the land where has no hope for tomorrow, no, noI think back and cry at the bathroom still a lie, chill, chill,I can hear, let them hear, sing a song...Thank you, thank you, love it isn't there, chill, chill,Yeah, took a long time, wasn't over nightAlways had to fight, money wasn't looking rightMe and my mama grinding, every day's a struggle, more bills than juggleOutside is trouble, no â?¦ the â?¦ just getting biggerBut I ain't mad at you paps, you're still my niggerHad my low jobs, sold my low cracks, but I really want my boys heard or waxHad flash backs, homies getting killed, blood getting spilledJails getting billed, shit's twisted, real statisticBeing a rapper, this wasn't realisticDrug dealer was, triple bean, cocaine, you ain't gotta spit it sixteenHad big plans for my whole team, we gonna pop off no matter how hard it seemsI'm from the land where has no hope for tomorrow, no, noI think back and cry at the bathroom still a lie, chill, chill,I can hear, let them hear, sing a song...Thank you, thank you, love it isn't there, chill, chill,Ladies, sing the songYeah, now I'm rolling in the S classSongtexteBig houses, signs, no trespassingFree at last, Martin Luther King, yeah, vip, Louie 13Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.comSpending money on that rose gold, big diamonds, club in the ...holeMoney can't fold, gotta lay it out, two chicks, which one got a weight it out?Got ammo on me, in case we gotta spray it outKnow what I'm about, too many damn chairs, too much hustling for papers all these damn yearsNow I got it, I'ma keep it, yeahI'm from the land where has no hope for tomorrow, no, noI think back and cry at the bathroom still a lie, chill, chill,I can hear, let them hear, sing a song...Thank you, thank you, love it isn't there,yeahYeah, I ain't forget where I'm from, I breathe hip hop down to my last lungFor the Dj's that play my records, yoFor my fans that show me love at my show, yeahFor my homies that stuck with mePeople on the radio stations who fuck with meWho can't be real, and they act dumbThank you, tell them where I'm fromI'm from the land where has no hope for tomorrow, no, noI think back and cry at the bathroom still a lie, chill, chill,I can hear, let them hear, sing a song...Thank you, thank you, love it isn't there, chill, chill,It's not what I hear, too many tearsIt's not what I hear, too many tears, tears, oh, oh, blood, tears, oh.
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