| Yo, this been years in the makin'
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| And when I talk about them years
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| I’m talkin' 'bout the blood, sweat, and tears
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| From the routes I was takin'
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| Tryna avoid the dark cloud
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| Took a couple L’s, never lyin' on the ground
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| Offer me a inch, I want the whole mile
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| Wouldn’t thinkin' 'bout the future
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| Tryna live for the now
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| My momma want a house still
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| And my brother need lawyers for appeal
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| No deal if the terms don’t appeal
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| Turnin' to a new page
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| Kids don’t read books
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| Ownin' a little data can be celebrated
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| Endurin' the test of time is an attribute
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| I put my rep on the line every time I design a new rhyme
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| Y’all sketches sound kinda cute
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| You drawin' other conclusions, your opinion moot
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| Rapper here for the bag, I need a new suit
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| Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
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| It’s time to do work, tell 'em
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| If you got it out the mud, you ain’t scared of the dirt, tell 'em
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| Where you from? |
| Get you some, nigga
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| Oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh yeah)
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| Tell them people what you here for
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| Man, life is marvelous
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| Word to Paul Wall, I’m with all the shits
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| No matter how narrow the margin is
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| For the art of it, not the artifice
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| Gotta stay forthright
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| 'Cause 2020 ain’t shit without foresight
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| County boy, Wake, Durham, Guilford, and Forsyth
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| Where you can hear some Bill Withers under porchlights
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| Settle down, find a nice girl and just chill wit' her
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| Stay low and build wit' her, like Fortnite
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| But while my city was fast asleep
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| Before the South was bumpin' Master P
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| My Ghetto Dope was Bizzie Boyz, Nyborn, and Mixmaster D (Mixmaster D)
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| Who ever thought it would get passed to me
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| To write these songs, the fight goes on
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| The nights is long and regimented
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| So I can go on a run that’s unprecedented
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| Them bars is comedy, King, nigga, you Eddie Griffin
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| Two pulls and a sip, now here’s to better livin'
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| I saw a miracle tonight, it’s got me feelin' new (Yessir, yessir)
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| Livin' inside of a dream
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| Jump into a car to drive, right down 85
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| Comin' home to you (One time, slow down)
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| Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
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| It’s time to do work, tell 'em
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| If you got it out the mud, you ain’t scared of the dirt, tell 'em
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| Where you from? |
| Get you some, nigga
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| Just gimme what I came for
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| Oh yeah (Oh yeah), oh yeah (Oh yeah)
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| Tell the people what you here for
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| Tell the people what-people what-people what
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| Tell the people what you’re here for-here for-here for
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| Tell the people what-people what-people what
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| Tell the people what you’re here for-here for-here for
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| Tell the people what-people what-people what
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| Tell the people what you’re here for-here for-here for
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| Tell the people wh-people wh
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| Tell the people-people what you’re here for |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What I Came For , by - Little Brother. Song from the album May the Lord Watch, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп