| I guess you niggaz forgot, it seems to me that all of my niggaz done lost they
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| memories
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| We use to be so close, inside the same vecinity but shit done changed
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| It ain’t too much clicking, we don’t even see the same no mo'
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| We don’t even hit the block to crawl, chopping up game no mo'
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| Where shit went wrong I really can't tell ya, but I can tell ya I sense it On top of my game with a bird's eye view, ain't no way I'ma miss it But when it's told throughout the hood, they |
| say this nigga done changed
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| Cause I bought a car and bought a house, and got a few diamonds and thangs
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| But I’ll be damned, if I don’t get what the fuck I deserve
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| But I ask my family who I’m rolling, what about what’s the word
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| About how we use to hit them shows, at about 60 deep
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| And if they don’t get in, it’s gon be a situation based out of heat
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| I guess jealousy envy and greed, come with the turf
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| You know realness is a given, nothing equals what it’s worth
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| But time’s flying, I don’t feel I wanna get it back
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| Cause jealous motherfuckers, got me strapped for real
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| Damn it was all good, just a week ago
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| I see them niggaz in the streets, we don’t speak though
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| But damn it was all good, just a week ago
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| Jealousy got me focused, this some’ing you niggaz need to know
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| You can’t ever, judge a book by it’s cover
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| I’m only one in a million that came from the gutter, still I prayed for another
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| Way to get paid, once this street shit played out
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| A struggle for a hustle, is never a easy trade out
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| If money, is the root of all evil
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| My love for these niggaz in the streets, runs deeper
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| Next second you’re broke, look how these niggaz treat ya Six feet underground, still I’m my brother’s keeper
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| I’m telling y’all, real talk haters get on your job
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| Most of these rappers fraud, see they only for sars man
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| They go for them niggaz, riding your co-tail
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| Might as well throw in the towel, you’re not gon sell
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| It’s hurting ya to your heart, see us niggaz prevail
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| All’s well and ends well, with some weight in the scale
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| I’m here to cancel your plans, this one is for the fans
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| Yeah them fake ass niggaz, I ain’t stealing my hand naw |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just a Week Ago, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Later Dayz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп