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Less Than A Year

Less Than A Year

100Bandplan

Альбом: Less Than A Year
Длительность: 2:47
Год: 2025
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(Whole lotta' jakes, whole lotta FEDs all up on my ass)
(Yeah, on god)
(On God, yeah)

Sitting at home, all up in my mind
Trying not to crash
FEDs kickin' doors and doing raids
I'm just tryna' last
Any nigga wanna tweak with the bronem's, gettin' belt to ass
Drank got me movin' slow, life be getting fast

10mm bark on your block, lil' boy, what I bought this for?
My niggas just jump out the four-door, maybe the Honda Accord
I used to show love back then
Won't show love no more
My nigga J. West in this bitch
Throw that shit right off the board
Switch on the back of the 10
It's cuttin' them down like a sword
Pop two percs, I'm lit, turnt up
One wrong move, get torched
Sit in the trap for a couple of months
Hell nah, I won't get bored
Jumped in this shit, been less than a year
They want me go on tour

All these FEDs want time from me, trying to put my life on a shelf
And the bitch want love from me, only got love for myself
I don't need company, I'm in the trap house by myself
I can't cry about life, hell nah, that's the cards I'm dealt

The bitch wanna leave, then leave
Whole lotta' pain in my chest
And a whole lotta' heart on my sleeve
These niggas wanna' tweak on the net
But see me, I just keep it discreet
And I'm never gon' worry about them
Hell yeah, I'm just worried about me
Step back, shoot a shit from the three
Lotta' bitch niggas, all I see
Heard that they shook, man
HelluvaLife

Lotta' freak bitches, all I see
I was blind, lotta' shit, couldn't see
Caught an opp, right after my birthday
That was his worst day
You know what I mean
LoveK, that shit ain't free
In the streets, boy, ain't shit sweet
And I remember that day, like it happened today
No car, had to cut on feet

(Yeah)
(Had to cut on feet, yeah)

10mm bark on your block, lil' boy, what I bought this for?
My niggas just jump out the four-door, maybe the Honda Accord
I used to show love back then
Won't show love no more
My nigga J. West in this bitch
Throw that shit right off the board
Switch on the back of the 10
It's cuttin' them down like a sword
Pop two percs, I'm lit, turnt up
One wrong move, get torched
Sit in the trap for a couple of months
Hell nah, I won't get bored
Jumped in this shit, been less than a year
They want me go on tour