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Life's smoking gun looks dangerous That's the way it is, that's the way it was When you learn to run, it was in the mud It was in the cold, now it's in your blood I burn from the hell I've seen But the devil can't hold me down I've earned all the hell I'll be Standin' on holy ground Ayy, see the devil keep holdin' me down But my people say, "Pop it" See, I come from the gutter, the mud, the dirt, but somehow, I got tied to this rocket Huh, I was down on my luck, I ain't had me a buck Swear this life shit was rocky Had to figure it out ASAP 'cause see, now I got kids, I be damned if they copy Every store we walk in, now we shoppin' If I see it, I like it, I cop it It was days when I didn't have shit Used to walk through the store, puttin' shit in my pockets Kickin' doors, you get caught, keep it solid All them nights that I felt I was droppin' All them nights I was thuggin' alone in them streets If a nigga try me, bet I pop him Get to thinkin' 'bout shit and get nauseous, shh All the folks that's six feet in them coffins All them people that's stuck in them cells, they was havin' that shit, now they can't get it off 'em Letras de cancionesAll the OGs that used to be bosses They all dead or in jail, they either was sellin' that shit or was smokin' that shit Now the youth lookin' crazy as hell (Crazy as hell) Life's smoking gun looks dangerous That's the way it is, that's the way it was When you learn to run, it was in the mud It was in the cold, now it's in your blood I burn from the hell I've seen But the devil can't hold me down I've earned all the hell I'll be Standin' on holy ground They said if I get me some money that shit would get better and change The only thing changed 'bout this shit is I got me some money The rest of this shit still feelin' the same Shit, it probably got worse 'Cause now I got cake, everybody gon' want them a piece As soon as you text someone, know they gon' call you a ho 'cause they that you owe them a fee You can't even do for yourself 'cause they peep They gon' go on the internet, make a lil' post, sayin', "What about me?" Shit, what about you? You left me on E In the jungle, I came out that bitch like a beast With the lions and tigers, can't fuck with no sheep Can't compete with a nigga who come from defeat Huh, pissed 'em off when I got on my feet Huh, pissed 'em off when I got in my bag If a nigga hate me, know he mad How the fuck can you speak out and hate on a nigga who winnin' when you know he worked for that bag? Swear it's folks who is weird and they sad But I'm built for it all, that's a fact But the ones who stayed down and believed in a nigga, I swear we gon' shine even when it get bad, ayy Life's smoking gun looks dangerous That's the way it is, that's the way it was When you learn to run, it was in the mud It was in the cold, now it's in your blood I burn from the hell I've seen But the devil can't hold me down I've earned all the hell I'll be Standin' on holy ground From Letras Mania