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king moe – dark shades lyrics

the gun smokes the liquor pours with cold tears
a baby’s born the same time the smoke clears

told my family bury me with all my chains on me
thumbing through this dirty money it still got stains on it
you can’t talk about that struggle you ain’t came from it
dark shades around my face to hide the pain from em

wise words from a discreet man
back when i was trying to put a ring on unique hand
but she ain’t love me like somebody trusted wife
that’s why i tuck my feelings tight inside a bubbly sprite

my dog ran off on the plug
when he looked out for him
you know that sm+t gon’ fall on me
because i vouched for him

i know you ain’t chasing no cheese
becausе your couch warm
it’s about consistent hustle
not who outperform

hеar em talking about little terrence
like his style growing
and the way he going in
that boy so outgoing
the blue projects what he vouch for
in traffic with a ladder on him
get to blowing like a loud h+rn
whipping bubble eye lex with the eyes swollen

allergic to you hating suckers
y’all like pollen floating
all that down set hutting
but y’all not in motion

you can talk a good game
got to know how to coach it
what i’ve been through
way worse than you could imagine

brokest kid in school the smartest in my classes
no pot to p+ss and no tissue to wipe my ass with
so fresh to death
they’ll steal the garments out my casket

would’ve spent more time with jamie
yeah i miss him truly
told wilt stay out the way
but he ain’t listen to me
we all playing the same roles
it’s just different movies
same props little uzis
cash and vixen groupies

watch how they judge you
when you pop out with expensive jewelry
you fought your way up out that gutter
with two fists of fury

government assisted housing
dodging silver bullets
the fact is anyone can make it
you just here to prove it

this is conscious street rap
excuse my gutter image
that mean i’m riding luxury
with the flame loaded

hit the mall
and the clerk ask me what i’m spending
this the same dirty money with the stains on it
i’m winded running from my past

and playing hide and seek
at 15, i found some pimping they say finders keep
back then, ms. blue was selling ass, you still can buy a piece
i’ll probably never get no peace only a diamond piece
told my family bury me with all my chains on me
thumbing through this dirty money it still got stains on it
you can’t talk about that struggle you ain’t came from it
dark shades around my face to hide the pain from em

the gun smokes the liquor pours with cold tears
a baby’s born the same time the smoke clears

- king moe lyrics

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