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38 spesh - sharp steel lyrics

[hook – elcamino]
yo, yo
i’m in ah bentley
but i want the rolls truck
we rolling up
we the illest
won’t even hold you up
you n-gg-s living in disgust
you going on 40 and you ain’t made enough
you f-cked up yo
i’m in ah bentley
but i want the rolls truck
we rolling up
we the illest
won’t even hold you up
you n-gg-s living in disgust
you going on 40 and you ain’t made enough
you f-cked up

[verse – che’noir]
look
surviving these wicked streets
i got ah story to tell
i got ‘daddy issues’
i gotta go on maury to tell
made a farm and planted seeds
and dug up my crops
n-gg-s ain’t wanna give props
i got fish tanks filled with blood from the opps
i was ah kid when my cousin got shot
ain’t get ah hug from his pops
so instead he hugging the block
b-tches cna’s
they just wanna get ‘hot
so she f-cking the same dude that’s selling drugs to her pops
ugh
only the streets relate
’cause i’m no stranger to the struggle
sh-t, the pain just made me humble
calling plays and b-tches fumble
too complex for n-gg-s
so they made me to ah puzzle
keep banana clips ’cause momma raised me in the jungle
spitting image to wisdom & destiny’s child
skin is ebony-brown
it’s african rooted
my flesh is ah’ crown
stephanie’s child
they pressure me now
cause i’m the one they mention when they ask
“who the best from the town?”

[verse – 38 spesh]
ayo
i send ah prayer to the guy above
i’m supplying and buying drugs
got hand outta the ‘talian rugs
i sneak guns inside the club
catch me hiding snub’s
talking to my plug inside the irish pub
n-gg- i un’show my rivals love
i slide ’em slugs
give em deadly handshakes and homicidal hugs
ain’t realize how high i was
till i played your music
and the sh-t f-cked up my entire buzz
huh
‘dem n-gg-s want me dead too
put prices on my head too
my b-tch got shot in the head too
so f-ck around and get cha head blew
think i’ma miss with this lead?
den’ somebody mislead you
huh
the n-gg- bled ah red pool
when ya can’t swim
ya just lay in ya blood and trans-move
white suit and red shoes
that was his going away outfit
he looked dead-cool
quarter-mill’
in my dresser still
i rep’ for real
left from jail
as soon as the judge set the bail
i got money and invested well
got other investors looking to invest
cause of my projected sales
the cops searching for extra sh-lls
i had 13 and left with 1
so i expected 12
play with me then i’m raising h-ll
blazing sh-lls
i handle beef with ‘sticks like texas de brazil
trust!

[outro – 38 spesh]
listen
38 strategies of raw is on the way n-gg-
believe that, february 1st
right now
it’s 5 shots
5 shots
trust, trust
huh?

- 38 spesh lyrics

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