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Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Never Fold |
| A nigga like me, man, I love the game, I love the hustle |
| Funny, man, you a hustling motherfucker, man, for real |
| Uh |
| I don’t do it 'cause I have to, I do it 'cause can-a-than |
| I don’t wanna conversate, miss me with the ramblin' |
| Lotta smokin' weed, lotta gettin' drunk and gamblin' |
| I come up with my own shit, it’s not a lot of samplin' |
| I’m scared of nothin', you ain’t never seen me panickin' |
| Silent as a brick wall, stiffer than a mannequin |
| They still hatin'? Give a fuck, I’m still managin' |
| I give 'em goosebumps every time like Travis, man |
| Straight outta «Break Your Wrists,» Texas my hood, listen |
| I been in the 'burbs, and I will still be on that hood shit |
| She got degrees and shit, but she still a hood bitch |
| We do it for generational wealth, fuck a «hood rich,» listen |
| Forty acres and immune is what we should get |
| But, felonies, that’s what everybody in the hood get |
| Yeah, I wanna help 'em, but I ain’t gon' be the hood nigga |
| If I don’t give 'em nothin', they like, «You ain’t from the hood, Z» |
| Never fold, I was taught to never fold |
| You know me, real nigga from head to toe |
| Got a problem with you, I’ma let you know |
| All y’all cool, but all y’all ain’t gon' get the gold |
| But all my niggas gon' eat with me |
| And take over all these streets with me |
| Sittin' in the expensive seats with me |
| Uh, baby, you don’t know the half |
| I was so broke, I promise, all I could do was laugh (Hahaha) |
| I was on my back, that’s way past on my ass |
| Now the IRS like, «Where you stash all the cash?» (Where all the money at?) |
| Homie, my lips are sealed |
| And I don’t trust nothin', so you know the clips are real |
| Spray my opp-stopper, end up in a ditch, for real |
| I don’t just rap about it, ho, I do this shit for real |
| I know they ain’t wanna see me make it to the other side |
| But I’m a winner, I ain’t nothin' like them other guys |
| I love you, baby, but I’ll talk to you another time |
| Swear to God, I got a hundred thousand on the other line |
| Swear to God, my hustle was of another kind |
| Only had six, but I was cookin' up another nine |
| Been up forty-eight, I was straight, I don’t fuck around |
| If you ain’t helpin' me get it, you can’t even come around |
| Got tunnel vision, I can’t see you motherfuckers now |
| And y’all fake, I wouldn’t wanna be you motherfuckers now |
| God didn’t tell me I should feed you motherfuckers now |
| The devil in me tell me I don’t need you motherfuckers now, I |
| Never fold, I was taught to never fold |
| You know me, real nigga from head to toe |
| Got a problem with you, I’ma let you know |
| All y’all cool, but all y’all ain’t gon' get the gold |
| But all my niggas gon' eat with me |
| And take over all these streets with me |
| Sittin' in the expensive seats with me |
| Never fold, I was taught to never fold |
| You know me, real nigga from head to toe |
| Got a problem with you, I’ma let you know |
| All y’all cool, but all y’all ain’t gon' get the gold |
| But all my niggas gon' eat with me |
| And take over all these streets with me |
| Sittin' in the expensive seats with me |