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hustling in these trenches is exhausting now u found out that these niggas ain't your hommie I'm all for my niggas who ride for me the way she left me man she had me feeling lonely o me I was moving slowly niggas don't really know me spend my night lonely thinking about to get my self a rolley man why you switch up on me I'm so tired of these losses yeah of these losses (verse 1) I was young and wild money on my mind I was flipping packs I'm just focused on my grind gang told me life is hard heard that a thousand times demons in my head tryna beat them out my mind ain't got nothing gotta make it out cause we was poor I dreamt I'll be great before I was born nothing it's enough in these streets cause we want more got my self a glock cause im ready for the war niggas die in the street its hard where I'm from gotta put on some drip in my night of prom so I gotta get these racks either right or wrong imma make sure y'all sing my song hit me on the club we all sing along (chorus) hustling in these trenches is exhausting now u found out that these niggas ain't your hommie I'm all for my niggas who ride for me the way she left me man she had me feeling lonely o me I was moving slowly niggas don't really know me spend my night lonely thinking about to get my self a rolley man why you switch up on me I'm so tired of these losses yeah of these losses

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3 years ago

Too much reverb, sounds like a toilet bowl recording. More delivery bro. Re-record. Feel that shit Maine #hustleandflow

3 years ago

hustling in these trenches is exhausting now u found out that these niggas ain't your hommie I'm all for my niggas who ride for me the way she left me man she had me feeling lonely o me I was moving slowly niggas don't really know me spend my night lonely thinking about to get my self a rolley man why you switch up on me I'm so tired of these losses yeah of these losses (verse 1) I was young and wild money on my mind I was flipping packs I'm just focused on my grind gang told me life is hard heard that a thousand times demons in my head tryna beat them out my mind ain't got nothing gotta make it out cause we was poor I dreamt I'll be great before I was born nothing it's enough in these streets cause we want more got my self a glock cause im ready for the war niggas die in the street its hard where I'm from gotta put on some drip in my night of prom so I gotta get these racks either right or wrong imma make sure y'all sing my song hit me on the club we all sing along (chorus) hustling in these trenches is exhausting now u found out that these niggas ain't your hommie I'm all for my niggas who ride for me the way she left me man she had me feeling lonely o me I was moving slowly niggas don't really know me spend my night lonely thinking about to get my self a rolley man why you switch up on me I'm so tired of these losses yeah of these losses

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