Yesterday Rich Homie Quan
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(RHQ talking)
Yeah, hmm, this here is a true story
So Just listen
(clears throat)
(Bridge)
When your fam don't love ya, and there's no where to run to
I need me a shoulder, just to lean on and talk to
These ain't no scars on my shoulders, tattoos cover war wounds
I can't live forever, cause I know I gotta go soon
(Verse 1)
They say death around the corner, so I know they wanna kill me
Tryna stay alive I gotta see my lil boy touch his first million
(Yeah, yeah, heeey)
I know how it feel, to go without a meal, stayed down now I got that
Money stacked to the ceiling, had to break you off
Now I got the bitches wit the panies, take'em off
Money, made a whole lot, these niggas soft
Charmin tissue, Charmin tissue (heey)
Charmin tissue, Charmin tissue (oooh oh)
Do you know how it feel to grow up without nothin, nigga I ain't never thought about college
Fuck I look like going to college, I ain't even like high school
I got high everyday in high school
Im me who the fuck are you to prove
How the fuck you expect me to trust you
What the fuck am I to do when ya
Yeah, hmm, this here is a true story
So Just listen
(clears throat)
(Bridge)
When your fam don't love ya, and there's no where to run to
I need me a shoulder, just to lean on and talk to
These ain't no scars on my shoulders, tattoos cover war wounds
I can't live forever, cause I know I gotta go soon
(Verse 1)
They say death around the corner, so I know they wanna kill me
Tryna stay alive I gotta see my lil boy touch his first million
(Yeah, yeah, heeey)
I know how it feel, to go without a meal, stayed down now I got that
Money stacked to the ceiling, had to break you off
Now I got the bitches wit the panies, take'em off
Money, made a whole lot, these niggas soft
Charmin tissue, Charmin tissue (heey)
Charmin tissue, Charmin tissue (oooh oh)
Do you know how it feel to grow up without nothin, nigga I ain't never thought about college
Fuck I look like going to college, I ain't even like high school
I got high everyday in high school
Im me who the fuck are you to prove
How the fuck you expect me to trust you
What the fuck am I to do when ya
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