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bandgang masoe - let us in lyrics

[verse 1]
factually speaking
feds got my n-ggas labelled as demons
how’s that when we send n-ggas to jesus
man i barely been sleepin’
i got family that’s barely been eatin’
droppin’ n-ggas, ain’t got time to be beefin’
i ain’t stopping and speaking
i been hurt, i act like this for a reason
you still sleeping on me, die while you dreaming
we be hot every season
cavs shooting, n-ggas go out to cleveland
we be sonning n-ggas like we in phoenix
feel a fluke and i’m squeezing
you ain’t even gotta tell me, i peep it
weight movers pay with squares like a cheez-it
if it’s your dream then achieve it
n-ggas claiming they gon’ rip me to pieces
i be out here every day and ain’t see it
it ain’t d and ain’t leavin’
bad b-tches that’s gon’ show me some cleavage
[?] on armed robbery, beat it
back to hiding the pieces
labels ain’t letting us in, i think we scaring the people
i’m the voice of the streets, i take care of the people
we them youtube champs, we need a godd-mn medal
check the two car stance, b-tch we pushing the pedal
all these mumble rap n-ggas better man up better
i’ll [?] in my -ss, pops come after cheddar
i’m in the hood every day, putting coats over sweaters
sending commissary money, bro be sending them letters
couple n-ggas got forever, not numbers but letters

[chorus]
need la to cut a check, or lyor to bring them racks
i lost n-ggas in the hood, i’m tryna get us out of that
really wrapped before rap, all the sh-t you hear is facts
really six contracts, and a mil somethin’ flat
need la to cut a check, or lyor to bring them racks
i lost n-ggas in the hood, i’m tryna get us out of that
really wrapped before rap, all the sh-t you hear is facts
really six contracts, and a mil somethin’ flat, n-gga

[verse 2]
i ain’t gon’ f-ck up the money, i ain’t a dummy
we came from section 8, the definition of struggling
love the word hustler, definition of [?]
xxl ain’t posting sh-t ’til you in trouble or they slump you
mama working, daddy been dead, nowhere to run to
dependent on them fifteen twenties, three huncho
deal shopping, anxious to get it, feel like a custo
turn bad b-tches, models, and famous b-tches to bustos
thinkin’ if they give us this money we buying busloads
la reid give us a ring, call bro’s phone
kevin lyles, come sit booty down, ask what it hit for
a lot at stake, money and power, we represent both
i’m tryna put some real n-ggas in position
opportunity ain’t given, it’s a chance, n-gga get it
finally start listening, moving cars just ’cause i’m gifted
on a mission to the millions, we ain’t stopping ’til we get it
see n-ggas come and go after that money get in ’em
some n-gga’s loyalty is money, god remove me from them ones
barely had a pair of shoes, always cleaning the good ones
they was liking bullsh-t, overlooking the good ones

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