| 6:37 every morning the phone ring
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| They always came, by seven at the latest
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| And who am I to sit there? |
| I gotta feed the babies
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| Turn my daughters into ladies, they need back-to-back Mercedes
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| Get my son a couple V-bucks just to let him know that we up
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| Every day is like a average like a B+
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| I just a nigga re-up, my is a Prius
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| Every shot is uncontested, better tell these niggas D up
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| They ask me how the top feel, and from my point of view
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| All these bottles get my mind right, the bitches love it too
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| When the sparkles hit your diamonds, they can’t help but notice you
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| Looking for the, fighting back the tears daily
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| I can never go broke again, it’s been my only fear lately
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| Henny keep me real wavey, losing make me feel brazy
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| All the years I grinded, now a nigga got a deal waiting
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| The struggle taught me real patience, trapping out the steel vacant
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| Just to keep my image up, y’all niggas ain’t real as us
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| 50,000 later and I say that 'cause it’s definite
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| Every since like 2017 ain’t seen
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| Jeffersons
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| My heart cold as the Netherlands
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| It’s crazy 'cause this rap shit took me places that you never been
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| In Denver on the floor watching
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| These niggas is all cap, I can do this all day
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| It’s better when your money keep on coming in the wrong way
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| Fuck you, I exhausted all my efforts like a long day
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| If I can rewind time, I’m always going back to '72
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| And asking God to take one of these fuck niggas instead of you
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| Heaven got a better view, it’s so much that I never knew
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| the answers, screaming «Fuck cancer, RIP momma» |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ricky & Fonz, artist - Black Soprano FamilyAlbum song Benny the Butcher & DJ Drama Present: The Respected Sopranos, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп