selling hope - pro dillinger & sean kelly lyrics
[intro: pro dillinger]
uh, yeah, yo
uh
[verse 1: pro dillinger]
i used to get letters from my dawgs that was up to roll
money on the phone, praise god that all my n*ggas home
i’m in a good spot, put my n*ggas on
sh*t is personal, i live my life then put in a song
tryna be righteous, but i’m livin’ wrong
n*ggas acting different now, i guess it’s just the energy i’m giving off
haters on my body, gotta get ’em off
peel ’em off, my enemies alive, i gotta k!ll ’em all but still and all
just a real n*gga with his ceilings off
been a lot of places, i done did it all
headed to the top, so take the ceiling off
money on thе floor, i’m ’bout to get it off (get it off)
i ain’t cuttin’ nothin’, all my sh*t is raw
caught up in the gamе, i’m knee deep, it’s like a figure*four
my cousin been tellin’ me i been the bo’
i wish that i could see what all my n*ggas saw
my team and my babies, who i did it for
nah, i can’t relate to everything that n*gga jigga saw
sh*t be on my chest, i gotta get it off
n*ggas dead p*ssy, all y’all n*ggas soft
sprinkle coke on the floor, tell them b*tches, “l!ck it off”
you overdose, i’m dipping off
all up in the liquor store, gettin’ drunk and tricking off
[chorus: pro dillinger & big trip]
some n*ggas sellin’ dope, some n*ggas sellin’ crack files
some n*ggas sellin’ hope, the city on my back now
you n*ggas want the smoke? but we don’t never back down
my n*ggas on the boat, you n*ggas in the background
some n*ggas sellin’ dope, some n*ggas sellin’ crack files
some n*ggas sellin’ hope, the city on my back now
you n*ggas want the smoke? but we don’t never back down
my n*ggas on the boat, you n*ggas in the background (look)
[verse 2: big trip & pro dillinger]
you my brother for sure, my position ain’t no different from yours
dirty floors, i been missin’ some chores
wife and kids, but i’m missing my wh0res
need a coconut drink on the shore
is what i see just a mystique and allure?
couldn’t be, i feel it deep in my core
no contraceptive, i been keepin’ it raw
is it biggie that raised your roadie to the lord?
i’ma keep this sh*t dull
trend*setter, i might bring back velour
hamdullah, all praises
bet on us or against your very existence
it’s all vegas, a gamble, sh*t was in shambles
now the only way to the foyer is by camo
no wonder we so quick to mention gunplay
make a n*gga pitch in on hump day
they send a high position by monday
just miss me, i’m at the clear board on the runway
but when i touch down it’s like super bowl sunday (uh)
championship trip, mwuah
[chorus: pro dillinger]
some n*ggas sellin’ dope, some n*ggas sellin’ crack files
some n*ggas sellin’ hope, the city on my back now
you n*ggas want the smoke? but we don’t never back down
my n*ggas on the boat, you n*ggas in the background
some n*ggas sellin’ dope, some n*ggas sellin’ crack files
some n*ggas sellin’ hope, the city on my back now
you n*ggas want the smoke? but we don’t never back down
my n*ggas on the boat, you n*ggas in the background
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