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drought - kaul beans lyrics

(verse into)
phone bill 3500
declining calls left and right i’m out of favors
kno’ it’s bout money
‘member being dead broke and n*gga wouldn’t vouch for me
homeless ,hungry put out of the house
they wouldn’t offer they couch

(verse 1)
the ones closest to you do you dirty tell me if you feel my pain
i go the extra mile for mine ,but some n*ggas ain’t built the same
family cut you deep ‘been losing sleep from foul words exchanged
with me since the sandbox i have ya back through everything
i woulda gave you anything
(oh you got a couplе dollars, heard you up that’s why you acting strange?)
ain’t text mе back it’s been some days
don’t fall out with ya bro being emotional
never get too personal
even you up don’t get comfortable
[herb said you got to ride with it]
getting caught with out it and surviving make you slide different
that sh*t have your mind drifting
tryna heal from all this pain hoping i don’t drown in it
back door wide open gotta stay on point around n*ggas
putting in work in the streets they gone treat you like royalty
f*ck beef the green should be your priority
getting real flamboyant [man you know how these shorties be]
get they hands on a 30, murder in the first degree
(verse 2)
in front of his kids and his mama
them times that he slid came back to haunt him
one in his head and 6 in his stomach
emptied the clip the type of sh*t that make you sick to your stomach
instead of g*ngb*nging get you some money
in 96 i was a jit happy that christmas was coming
2018 i got they call that they done picked up my cousin
these hoes snaked out giving drops for inches and bundles
she’ll work a pack , sleep in the trap and do a d*ck for mcdonald’s

(verse 3)
rest up to my dawg you in heaven save a place for me
your death is something i just can’t stomach
that’s why i hate coming through the old hood sh*t ain’t the same
to me , wasn’t your lane taking woods to the brain
to ease the pain homie
i pray for rain ,no pray for change
i pray the hood recover so many mothers going insane
from burying they kids
they barley go to see em’
belly of the beast
it’s scary where we live
in and out of cemeteries got to let these tears
fall cuz d*mn i miss my dog
life cut too short

- kaul beans lyrics

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