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ty farris - no receipt, no return كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
these conditions with a different mindset where i’m from

[verse 1]
envision a young boy runnin’ through his adolescence
every move handled despot
hand by my gun, handle in the gambling session
tryna scramble some cash so i didn’t ask the question
could you front me something?
f_ck assignment and kindness, i’m getting violent
no time in the mind of a tyrant, i’m in the minus
suspended licence, i’m filthy
but below fifty this road risky
my soul guilty, it’s showing no pity
flow witty, a few steps above the average
on the road to riches, ran out of gas, stuck in the drug traffic (hop out)
the plug laughing, i tried to quit, but he know i can’t
three days hustling in the same clothes and i know i stank
the world is yours ’til you f_ck up and on the phone with frank
one of the top generals in 6 mile and i’ma hold my rank (6 mile)
i’m here to motivate soldiers in their coldest place
carry the world for my two girls ’til my shoulders break

[chorus]
sold my soul to the streets and can’t get it back
no receipt, no return, what’s the word?
on the curb tryna make a livin’, but i had a vision
intiution always felt that i was gifted
sold my soul to the streets and can’t get it back
no receipt, no return, what’s the word?
on the curb tryna make a livin’, but i had a vision
intiution always felt that i was gifted
[verse 2]
home where the innocent die, the guilty prevail
before pride compromised rather sit in a cell
friends their whole life, one fight over some dice
on sight he go send him some sh_lls (brrah brrah brrah brrah)
death before dishonor, two dollars counted with commas
and then that dog start sniffing that trail
the belly of the beast, the streets is where we eat
play for keeps, d_mn, we living in h_ll
tryna survive in this madness, savage
target practice my ratchet
my rappin’ is graphic akin to park jurassic
couldn’t imagine traumatic turned into classics
earned my status back when steve francis played for the magic
i pray for an advantage, god responded said “work hard”
tryna keep it clean and the scene full of dirtb_lls (d_mn)
home of the brave where scary n_ggas’ll murk you
f_ck a ig verification, check your circle

[chorus]
sold my soul to the streets and can’t get it back
no receipt, no return, what’s the word?
on the curb tryna make a livin’, but i had a vision
intiution always felt that i was gifted
sold my soul to the streets and can’t get it back
no receipt, no return, what’s the word?
on the curb tryna make a livin’, but i had a vision
intiution always felt that i was gifted
sold my soul to the streets and can’t get it back
no receipt, no return, what’s the word?
on the curb tryna make a livin’, but i had a vision
intiution always felt that i was gifted

- ty farris

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