| (Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on
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| Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
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| Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on
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| Nowadays, look at niggas, we on)
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| Yeah
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| Yeah I had to boss my life up
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| Get my change up, had to get my ice up
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| Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
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| For the block, yeah I do it for my fam (yeah)
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| Here’s a little story bout a nigga named PnB
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| Know a couple pussy niggas thinking bout deleting me
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| I don’t give a fuck though, cause I keep that thing with me
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| When them niggas run into me, keep that same energy
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| Came from a broken home, momma she was never home
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| All our fathers dead and gone, yeah they left us all alone
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| Momma had to sell crack, 'member niggas took her pack
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| Robbed her for a fuckin' sack, now we gotta start from scratch
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| In and out of shelters, felt like God found us
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| All these fuckin' family members, ain’t nobody help us
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| It don’t even matter though, we gone be rich one day
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| 'Til then I’m on the block, trappin' up a one-way
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| Niggas talking crazy they don’t want no fuckin' gun play
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| I’ll pull up on that nigga block, on a Sunday
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| Church day, I’ll turn that shit into a hearse day
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| Every time you see me, I be riding with my 30
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| Every time you see me, I be sliding with my 30
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| Give a oppa 42, feel like James Worthy
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| Leave a nigga brains on the sides, where the curb be
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| Leave a nigga name on his shirt, like a jersey
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| Opp shit, yeah we pop shit, like a perky
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| Opp’s talking all that hot shit but still ain’t hurt me
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| Niggas disrespect my brother name we gone murk 'em
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| Slide through they block, we gone do them niggas dirty (yeah)
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| Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (yeah)
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| Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on (yeah)
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| Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on (yeah)
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| Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
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| Nowadays, look at niggas, we up
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| Still ain’t comfortable so I ain’t got my feet up (yeah)
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| Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
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| I need 50K for a feature (yeah)
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| Yeah I had to boss my life up
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| Get my change up, had to get my ice up (ice)
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| Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
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| For the block, yeah I do it for my fam (yeah)
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| Do it for the block, can’t just do it for my gang (gang)
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| Do it for the squad, yeah you know it’s New Lane (skrt)
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| Fuck all these other niggas, oh they so lame
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| Fuck all these rap niggas, I’ll take one of they chain
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| Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes
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| They don’t want no smoke
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| I’ll pull up to they show with all my bro’s, with all these poles
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| Like what’s happening?
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| We can get it crackin, we can get it poppin
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| We gone fuck them niggas up then we gone run all in they pocket
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| Cause they sweet, yeah them niggas hoes, told yo ass before
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| I ain’t nothing like these niggas that be singing to these hoes
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| Cause I be singing and I be trappin and I be riding round with my foe
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| All these lames gone get exposed, I just get it with my woes
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| Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on (with no heat on)
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| Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
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| Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on (just to eat on)
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| Nowadays, look at niggas, we on (yeah)
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| Nowadays, look at niggas, we up (yeah)
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| Still ain’t comfortable so I ain’t got my feet up (yeah)
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| Trap phone jumpin' off the meter (yeah)
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| I need 50K for a feature (yeah) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nowadays, artist - PnB Rock. Album song TrapStar Turnt PopStar, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп