Interlude Pt. 1 lyrics

by

​morten


[Songtext zu „Interlude Pt. 1“]

[Sample 1]

[Sample 2]
Now, I was broke as a motherf*cker, my life at the end see
My so called friends, they had no ends to lend me
My job at Mickie Ds was f*ckin' me with no grease
I worked so f*ckin' hard, but the money, it never increased
I quit my f*ckin' job, I had no job, n*gga
Put on the mask, get the Glock, it's time to rob, n*gga
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn, I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin'

[Sample 3]
[?], let you n*ggas [?], you know what I'm saying
Yo, my n*gga [?] from [?] way left off, they don't sell no thing
And [?] big [?] this sh*t, so if you're a big boy, come on with me
As I open the doors to the plane
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