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where did we go wrong - the jacka & ampichino lyrics

[verse 1: the jacka]
hunnid pack of raws, 60 styrofoams, ‘bron sprite, cream jones when the pack touch down
nickel in the tuck, who can you really trust when the numbers go up like a touchdown
all i think about is us, choose paper over l-st, waiting for the ups truck touch down
i just wanna live in a dope place, summer in the cuts where our dope safe
slow money better than no cake, still i’m 24 n-gga no break
the people that i lost made my soul ache
its all i talk about so they don’t hate
just give your all if you so great
so much bar we are overwieght
all my life i held a strap before i could hold it straight
they love me if they thugging real n-gga from the golden gate
pistol in my ‘ligions smoking sh-t that’s from the golden state
listen…

[hook: the jacka] (x2)
we hope the check last long
n-ggas locked where did we go wrong
never wait for a drop at the doorstep
stacked the bread we got so when laws come we cool with it

[verse 2: ampichino]
can’t wait to see my nigs in the afterlife
i thought that my life was gon’ change when i grabbed the mic
i’m not webbie but i’m living a savage life
you n-ggas acting like k!llers, and never had a fight
never sold white, (?) but the age
never took a flight with a banger on cold night
never rolled dice, or put it all on the line
i let my b-lls hang, i do this sh-t all the time
my middle name is crime, i think i’m out my mind
it’s hard to spit rhymes and push c0ke at the same time
i go hard when it’s game time, military mind, k!ll a n-gga with the same nine, i thought i had a future, but the world blind, you thought i was gon’ shoot you, but your girl mine
i hit you where it hurts, in your b-tches purse
we just became spitters, we was gritters first

[hook] (x2)
we hope the check last long
n-ggas locked where did we go wrong
never wait for a drop at the doorstep
stacked the bread we got so when laws come we cool with it
we hope the check last long
n-ggas locked where did we go wrong
never wait for a drop at the doorstep
stacked the bread we got so when laws come we cool with it

- the jacka ampichino lyrics

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