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iamfresh - soulman lyrics

we hear to speak on that fraud sh-t
acting like broads sh-t
gotta be the pills and lean
make em r-t-rded
i mean regardless
whatever got em runnin around
like they heartless
social media gangsters
is our target
look what we started
80s baby i’m a product of the variety
plaguing the dopefiends in our society
first it was get rich as me
now it’s who get high as me
how you gonna deal drugs
and deal with drug sobriety
say it ya raps
cool lie to me
the irony, of the youth
with advancement on the truth
can take a glance at something
and not see the proof
it’s like ray charles optics
replaced with binoculars
i see right through the facade
rap about foreign cars & no garage
the ones that take off fast
lose to the guy slow to start
what we lack in talent
we normally show in heart
lyrics equally matched
you can’t tell em both apart
went from trapping and unwrapping
on the pre sale weight
now tunecore got me lost
with the pre sale date
we was bonding out
before pre-lims date
wasn’t top bunk
male bonding with 3 cell mates
you couldn’t catch me
in that c0ke spot snorting
but you can catch me
in that dope spot snoring
one eye opening i’m yawing
hand on my pistol the other one scoring
drug -ssortment i brought
with a fee that’s exuberant
all i got was 19grams
to be done by the morning
putting in 24hr shift
knot in my jordan’s
type of lifestyle
that’s not for recording
gave a f-ck about
fedz cops and informants
what we copped was important

you wanna know how i flow
just seek and you’ll find
when my life was on the line
i didn’t speak like a mime
here to redefine rap
so either i’m
the realest n-gga spitting it
or these nights ingnorant
copyrights to my grandparents
i owe a lot to them
that’s what forced me
to stop writing the script
and watch the film
these is just my thoughts out loud
if leader walk slow enough
he going to get lost in the crowd
you know my moms was a hustler
my pop was a breakdancer
when i turned 10
knew exactly who i’d take after
this my life and things
that i’ve encountered
nights at my grandma crib
chopping grams on her counter
got up at 7am
to get a quarter to sell
and by a quarter to 12
turned that quarter to 12
out there getting it on my own
tryin to handle my biz
watching crooked police and stick up kids
just a day in the life of a hustlers fight
could be here earlier today
but dead by the end of the night
i seen it happen
all the backstabbing and disloyalties
k!lla’s at each other throats over royalties
if the hood don’t love
you know body will
life or death in these streets
you either survive or get k!lled
that’s coming from fr35h
i don’t this sh-t
cut both my legs off
i still run this b-tch

m-th-f-cka!!!!!

- iamfresh lyrics

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