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lirik lagu i could write a book – lxrd trilly

verse 1]
back to the basics, you know it’s never late
this a young n*gga story, maybe you might relate
coming home late, lying when their awake
20 missed calls from bae, that makes it hard to stay

i gotta make decisions , i get tired of wishin’
everytime i hit the green then i was surely thinkin’
on a daily pockets itchin’ when you got a vision
cause that’s the type of life we never wishin’ for our children

on a daily women trippin’ only care bout drippin’
when you make money your chick, you fall in love with figures
that just give a n*gga hope, let alone the wisdom
f*ckin’ up my cells i’m better in the mind prison

if you can’t swim around the sharks, you’ll live along with fishes
that ain’t some n*gga sh*t, leave it to the thirsty b*tches
get the fam a crib, put that on your bucket list
put your n*ggas in the mix, we all live for chips

granny raised her daughters from the ghetto, i ain’t ashamed to say that
we’re a product from the gutter i was close to the trap
when i was young my father let me hold like all of his straps
i used to wonder why the fam can’t really give me that, i’m grown
i go out & check my n*ggas from the slums like they’re my own, i know all about the trap bro
9th grade needing money for our habits so we got a couple bottles sold
we thought they’d let n0body know
i guess it’s true when they say you get jealous when you black & see a black’s money grow
that ain’t how it’s supposed to go, that should be a motivator
you need to make some changes do yourself a favor
i understood i couldn’t even buy the chuck taylors

it never hurt but i was young & now i’m plotting to get mom’s & em a crib up in the himalayas
you know you come in last cause it’s god, fam, kids & then yourself
that’ll never change
i can say it now & they’ll never hear me
at least i got it out my chest already
n*ggas only call your phone when it’s necessary
you can’t be sitting there complaining bout it

even uncles take your stuff up in the night like he’s a tooth fairy
we was kids so we believed about it
i almost lost my n*gga we got off the lean early
i remember days when that was a fountain

[pre*hook]
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he got no dough
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he don’t have no foes
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he had no hoes
and every n*gga had a dream of women on the pole
a n*gga can be living good but lie & say he hustling
a n*gga cheesy but will lie & tell the world he thuggin
the n*gga fake but still afford to be the one they trust in
(d*mn ya’ll n*ggas fake)
[verse 2]
but it’s real outchere, you die for saying something
gangs signs be the new discussion
you’re in the back but they may believe you really frontin
gunshots will clear the public you might fail to duck it
i’m proud to say i’m still alive with all my day one youngin’s
they say you gotta loose some pieces to f*ckin’ puzzle
if your girl don’t understand then she be outchea cussin’
even though you tryna get ya’ll out that muddy puddle
until that duffle slippin’ out your hands, you got that b*tter
if you can’t do it for yourself than do it for your mother
do it for your grandma, do it for your brothers
you can’t be mad at all yours sisters just for being mother’s
fam got each other even though without a father
when the work get harder, you gotta work smater
learn to pray all on yourself, you can’t depend on pastors
when you put your mind to it nothing is a challenge
i could write a book and this right here the first chapter
until you catch me on the life after

if that will happen, we gotta die to see

[pre*hook]
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he ain’t got no dough
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he ain’t had no foes
a n*ggas life ain’t really good if he had no hoes
and every n*gga had a dream of women on the pole

- lxrd trilly

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