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La La - Young Roddy
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La La Young Roddy

La La - Young Roddy
They stay smoking that
They stay selling that
[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Them niggas can't keep up
I hustle for my income
They don't know what I've been through
They don't know where I come from
I wake up so early, so early I beat the sun up
I saw niggas get wet up
They ran up and got done up
I left that bullshit in the past
I'm on my come up
But speaking bout my past
I hid that work by the dump truck
I got two snow bunnies
They love me, they live in Boston
Fucked em at the same time
Real talk, I ain't lyin'
Got liquor on my breathe
Got money on my mind
If they ain't talking 'bout no money
Watch how fast they get declined
My lungs straight collapse from smokin that la la la
Woke up in that hospital bed
She was right there by my side
But hard times don't last long
I guess she my backbone
And if all else fails
It's back to that trap phone
Riding with a pretty bitch
Trying to make a pretty penny
Car smellin like piffy
Got two ounces of that sticky, nigga
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