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Otherside of America

アーティスト:Meek Mill  アルバム:Otherside of America - Single  作詞:Robert Williams/Antonio Raul Jimenez/Tim S Schoegje/Michael Bennett/Leonard Williams  作曲:Robert Williams/Antonio Raul Jimenez/Tim S Schoegje/Michael Bennett/Leonard Williams  発売年:2020 

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What do you have to lose? You're living in poverty Your schools are no good You have no jobs 58% of your youth is unemployed What the hell do you have to lose? Reportin' live from the other side of America Mama let me sip the forty, I was just a shorty (Damn) Then I started spittin' godly, then they said record me I feel like this shit was for me, this shit just my story (Facts) Yeah, uh Jumped off the porch, uh, I got a Porsche, won't take it back I'm on the block with the killers and holdin' my own, of course (Yeah, check, check) I seen my mom and dad separate, ain't talkin' divorce (Talkin' divorce) Said daddy was livin' by the fire, and he died by the torch (Check, check) I'm where the Aks is, we like the Bébé's Kids Ain't have a daddy, I listened to suckers the same way that Ray Ray did I'm totin' Smith &'s and Hks and I just was a grade A kid Ain't have no guidance, we grew up with hitters and did everything they said Point out the block, we spinnin' that (Spinnin') Run in the spot, we gettin' that (Get it) Give us some work, we flippin' that (Flippin') I'm hittin' from jail, they ain't hiittin' back I need a lawyer, money for commissary, and nobody ain't sendin' that I'm in my cell like, "When I get out, I'm makin' a movie, no Cinemax" (Woo) Yeah, back home and I'm fresh on bail Phone chirpin', it was next to Tell Block popppin', it was extra sales Big dogs, they ain't showin' remorse I was beggin' just to catch a sale Same block, we was goin' to war I was prayin' I ain't catch a shell (Check) Uh, we was starvin' for a thousand nights Livin' like we tryna die tonight Glock .40 sound like dynamite I was fuckin' up my cop money Sellin' soap like it's China white OG's said, "You fuckin' the block up" I was mad, I was tryna fight Nigga, we hungry Mama at work, daddy, he dead, nigga we lonely Stomach growlin' like a AMG, goin' to bed, we hungry Uzi on me, all my friends are dead, nigga, we lonely Reportin' live from the other side of America Reportin' live from the other side (Yeah) Same corner


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