And They Said

Lyrics

It's your boy SPM yall
 And you know as I sit up in this cell
 I think to myself
 I'm really blessed man
 I get so much love
 And I gotta thank you for that that,
 So you know, that's what I'm gonna do
 Ya, cuz mean the world to me
 You helped me feed my family
 You helped clothed my children
 And all I do, all I do is flow, but flow I do.
 Check me out
 It's the boy Los blowing kill with my hood,
 Fire up another one this for Hillwood
 Dropping new hits, how the hell does he do it
 Flowing in my 8x12 sipping thru it
 Lets ride in the wind, keep my chin high
 In the middle of the struggle but we gonna get by
 Mamacit don't cry, the whole world holds us
 Even haters on LimeWire trying to download us
 No pain no glory, write a love story
 Whether it's a new song or another 40
 Buddy when I jump on the mic its magic
 Bill gates money up inside this tablet
 So much love in the mail they handle me
 Fans of my family, friends was fantasy
 Everything clear let the silent live on
 About time I wrote a mother fucking positive song
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 Niggas came up and they said I couldn't do it
 Now I'm selling all stores, staying true to it
 Even from prison I ball like a rocket
 Motherfucker's steady tripping because they just can't stop me
 Mary Jane love me, Mary Jane hold me
 No one do it better that what Mary Jane told me
 Ill already knew that, what about you black
 Feel like I'm rolling 84's on the new lag
 Ride with a G, please don't burnt the seats
 Sipping all day, mouth full of purples teas
 Brew perfectly no my blunt is flenzy
 But I will not retire like spunz Mackenzie
 Some are stingy but I'm not that way
 I use to share my 40oz with my homeboy drake
 Not the one that's all famous, yall be tripping,
 I'm talking about the drake that worked at churches chicken
 This is my hood, we don't claim no sets
 But the streets are alive and the game don't rest
 So I stay on my toes, still I'm able to smile
 A brand new year and I made it somehow
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 This a song for the single, a song for the married
 A song for the moms and the baby's that they carry
 I'm far from a preacher, far from a teacher
 This is just to tell you, that I love you and I need you
 So many memories, so many pains
 Its funny how I use it all up for my games
 That's why I tell you if you going thru a storm
 Don't trip god uses pain to make people strong
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Song Details

Duration
04:48
Key
9
Tempo
148 BPM

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