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rome streetz & conductor williams - died 1000 times كلمات أغنية

[intro]
the robots, they’re gonna k!ll us (conductor)
conductor, we have a problem, conductor, we have a problem
conductor
uh, ayo, check

[verse 1]
in my lifetime, need a whole lotta cash, fast cars, and luxuries (cash)
real estate, they think the real is fake, but all of them n_ggas is dumb to me (n_ggas stupid)
they don’t come close one degree, they under me
live from where they livin’ fast, and they dyin’ young, keep a handgun when they run the streets (bow, bow)
cold heart, black crosses on my chrome hеart dungarees (woah)
i go hard, before this, it was dope in cars tryna run up cheesе (that work)
oh god, i’m a sinner, all a n_gga did was play the cards infront of me (woah)
little n_gga, pocket full of stones, want a belt buckle with a double g (woah)
in the elevator, stayed down ’til i came up clean, and i never hated (nah)
tapped in with some real hitters on the dark side, i’ve been gang related (brrat)
neither here nor there though, no love if you switch sides, we don’t spare a weirdo (f_ck outta here)
knew this dough was hot, still put my palm on the flame just to face the fear though
n_ggas think they in the game, but they get smoked, one_fifteen to zero (haha)
marathon, the sprint really doesn’t matter, motherf_ckers ain’t nowhere near though (nah)
died a thousand times in my sleep, woke up a thousand times, still livin’, n_gga (uh_huh)
throw your cds in the garbage, if it ain’t gang, then i don’t feel ’em n_ggas (these n_ggas washed)

[chorus]
i’m livin’ the life i thought i’ll never see
i want the money, f_ck the fame, f_ck a celebrity
all i did was put my foot in the footprints that was left for me
married to the game like it’s my destiny (ayo)
[verse 2]
i got no time for the cheap talkin’, really all about a blue_dollar sitch (sock it to my pocket)
school of hard knock graduated, went to crime college with a scholarship (uh_huh)
i know robbers, dealers, scammers, shooters, g_ngb_ngers on a quest to level up (word)
took a ride on the wild side with the god that go and stick the devil up (give me that sh_t)
i put mad work in, blood, sweat, tears, all grind, it was never luck (nah)
you and i don’t see eye to eye, you f_ck n_ggas never ever measure up (f_ck outta here)
hoppin’ out a benz, ‘member when i used to move the work on a megabus (uh_huh)
l loud to the upstate, charge a fiend double for the better stuff (that work, conductor)
good work, somethin’ like gold, had ’em in the cold for the treasures (uh_huh)
they’ll sell they soul for a speck of dust, so i always know i should never trust (nah)
i’ve seen dough turn a friend foe, it’s a thin line between love and l_st (uh_huh)
if i made it to the top, gotta re_back, pull my brother up (facts)
now i’m a millionar, sh_t, lavish livin’, used to view the world through the trap door
don’t spend that money when you first get it, if you smart, n_gga, you would stack more (yeah)
died a thousand times in my sleep, woke up a thousand times, still livin’, n_gga (uh_huh)
throw your cds in the garbage, if it ain’t gang, then i don’t feel ’em n_ggas (these n_ggas washed)

[outro]
f_ck outta here
your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system

- rome streetz conductor williams

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