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fmf gamo - too many l’s lyrics

my life can’t be the definition of life
why the f+++ is it so hard to do right
i tried to pray but i was far from that type

i spent my whole life taking l’s
it feel like i was born to fail
home i grew up in felt like h+ll
sometimes i rather be in jail
go through so much but it’s hard to tell
i hide my life like private intel
only step outside with intent to sell
i love the way that gun smoke smell
socks on my hands when i load up sh+lls
i throw bullets like it’s mail
i knew i won when his body fell
them bullets stuck to him like nails
bullets hit gates they ring like bells
unmask my face everybody gone yell
i put some money up for bail
that’s just in case somebody tell

got treated like sh+t take a look at me now
when i walk up the strip n+ggas moving around
i told them speak up now they looking around
if it go up with me it’ll never come down
don’t mention my name if that pistol get found
when a n+gga see me he gone instantly frown
get up in his face bet he won’t make a sound
i really made that boy run out of town
that’s on lil bro i’m far from a hoe, r.i.p to him though
every time i drank pour some on the floor
he’ll do the same for me so
lil bro ran the streets like a cheat code
n+ggas see his face they get low
all he did was hand out free smoke
he ain’t never shoot 3s only free throws
strapped up four deep in a tahoe
could’ve flipped this b+tch hitting pot holes
i stay with a gun so much you’ll think me and this b+tch a couple
live in sin always in trouble
i get booked my sentence double
why my life gotta be a struggle
it get so hard jumping all these hurdles
i spent my whole life taking l’s
it feel like i was born to fail
home i grew up in felt like h+ll
sometimes i rather be in jail
go through so much but it’s hard to tell
i hide my life like private intel
only step outside with intent to sell
i love the way that gun smoke smell
socks on my hands when i load up sh+lls
i throw bullets like it’s mail
i knew i won when his body fell
them bullets stuck to him like nails
bullets hit gates they ring like bells
unmask my face everybody gone yell
i put some money up for bail
that’s just in case somebody tell

- fmf gamo lyrics

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