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[Verse 1: Saga]

Yo, what up young blood?

Yeah, your hustle game got your funds up

Get no thumbs up from in here you kissing dumb luck
[Ty Farris]

What you know about it? Acting like I had an option

You eavesdropping, you a cop? I’m clean so stop watching
[Saga]

No I’m not the po’

I know how you hustle but you don’t hold

I’m an old soul

What you sell is what I once sold

Looking at you, I see a young version of  cord kord chord  Apollo Brown – The Hard Way Lyrics  kunci gitar  myself

And I’ll even help you navigate your way through Hell
[Ty Farris]

So you’re the future me?

But you ain’t got to press it

You want to teach a lesson instead of counting your blessings

I’m not your mission, no pot to piss in

My pops in prison

This is my tradition and I ain’t got to listen

To know one, I got food and [?] spot to live in

So tell me how you living?

Off prayers? Dreams and wishing?

You’re bullshit and my mistakes make you who you are

My scars are your scars so own ’em cause they ours
[Hook: Saga (Ty Farris)]

I can tell you who  chords  Apollo Brown – The Hard Way Lyrics  lyrics  will be fam’ and who will betray

But I still had to learn the hard way

(I can save you from those who don’t do what they say

But I still had to learn the hard way)

I can tell you in the end everything is okay

But I still had to learn the hard way

(Yeah, we got a little hustle and we’re winning today

But I still had to learn the hard way)
[Verse 2: Sage]

What up New Jack?

Remember when you moved crack in your blue ‘Lac?

Left  lirik terjemahan arti indonesia  Apollo Brown – The Hard Way Lyrics  download mp3   your mama house, never moved back?

Trying to be the man, retro J’s on your shoe rack

Robbing niggas daily, it was crazy

That was the way that you used to live

Influences from foolish kids

If the price is right, they don’t care if they do a bid

If I can tell you anything, fuck trying to do it big

Cause they’ll leave your chest smoking with holes like a sewer lid

They don’t care who it is

Wish I could’ve whispered in your ear and told you, “Grab a rubber”

Used to battle rap and now you battling with baby mother

Knucklehead for life, wish you would’ve took some advice

Shooting dice all night, hit the club and start a fight

That ain’t right

That’s why you writing and your homie is doing that time

Cause you was really doing that stupid shit you threw in your rhymes

If you trying to stay alive, little nigga swallow your pride

Let the little shit slide then always follow your mind
[Hook]
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