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E Sosa - No Hope Lyrics



E Sosa - No Hope Lyrics
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They told me I had no hope
I'm better off selling dope
They back me up too the wall
I cocked it back let it go
They wasn't even taking me serious
Now they wanna hear it
They told me Sosa quit it
You ain't going get it
You ain't rlly wit it
I told Em I'm consist
Told Em Imma hustler
Word to my brova
Word to the streets
Word to the streets
Word to the streets
Young nigga eat
Young nigga EAT !
Real ones dey keeping they fork on dey plate
Run outta food ; Than Get some more steak
Securing the bag Just make sure ya business straight
I cannot shit jus off what that lil nigga ate
Niggas broke n they mad
Instead of getting cash now they wanna hate
Money don't change ah nigga just expose who really real n who fake
Remember em days
Niggas wasn't balling
Money wasn't calling
Brown shit leaking all out the faucet
Im red bottom walking needa red carpet forgein car parking
Shouldn't ah doubted me turnt me to ah monster
Look at what cha started !
They told me I had no hope
I come from the 410
Scrapping the bowl, they killing ya woes
You know what yall known foe
Foreva or never
They knew I was better
They felt I was special
But dey ain't embrace it
I told em be patience
Now they these niggas faking
Graveyard long as football fields
Niggas gotta chill
Shit getting real
Niggas doubting us
Steady Clocking us
Nah nah they ain't stopping us
Came from the crumbs
Come from the slums
They treatin shit like its Vietnam
So much pain got my body numb
You know it's bad
When the Feds Come
If you ain't going keep it real
Least Keep it realistic
Real niggas feel the pain pain
They seeing the vision vision
Don't Eva Eva let ah broke nigga tell you
You Can't get it
Cause 10 times outta 10 times
He ain't even did it
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They told me I had no hope
I'm better off selling dope
They back me up too the wall
I cocked it back let it go
They wasn't even taking me serious
Now they wanna hear it
They told me Sosa quit it
You ain't going get it
You ain't rlly wit it
I told Em I'm consist
Told Em Imma hustler
Word to my brova
Word to the streets
Word to the streets
Word to the streets
Young nigga eat
Young nigga EAT !
Real ones dey keeping they fork on dey plate
Run outta food ; Than Get some more steak
Securing the bag Just make sure ya business straight
I cannot shit jus off what that lil nigga ate
Niggas broke n they mad
Instead of getting cash now they wanna hate
Money don't change ah nigga just expose who really real n who fake
Remember em days
Niggas wasn't balling
Money wasn't calling
Brown shit leaking all out the faucet
Im red bottom walking needa red carpet forgein car parking
Shouldn't ah doubted me turnt me to ah monster
Look at what cha started !
They told me I had no hope
I come from the 410
Scrapping the bowl, they killing ya woes
You know what yall known foe
Foreva or never
They knew I was better
They felt I was special
But dey ain't embrace it
I told em be patience
Now they these niggas faking
Graveyard long as football fields
Niggas gotta chill
Shit getting real
Niggas doubting us
Steady Clocking us
Nah nah they ain't stopping us
Came from the crumbs
Come from the slums
They treatin shit like its Vietnam
So much pain got my body numb
You know it's bad
When the Feds Come
If you ain't going keep it real
Least Keep it realistic
Real niggas feel the pain pain
They seeing the vision vision
Don't Eva Eva let ah broke nigga tell you
You Can't get it
Cause 10 times outta 10 times
He ain't even did it
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Writer: ERIK SIMMONS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:55
Written by: ERIK SIMMONS

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