Hand Outs
Lattz
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I know they wanna see me trapping in the bando I know they see me shinning, now they want a hand out I ain’t a killer but don’t push me, im just humble And if you know, then you know yeah yeah Sometimes i gotta go and take some time and leave the bando Chat to a few tings, i ain’t tryna be their man tho They only see me, when they see me in the sun tho I was raised up in the trap, inside the bando Yeah, i remember i was broke, ain’t nobody gave a f*ck Now im getting money, now they know me I will never brag, i keep it low Now i see the calls, all on my phone I switch it up again Now im coming up, i can finally see my friends Yeah some people hate me, because i cop me some more chains Yeah some people hate me, because i cop me some more chains Take a flight to france, fans up in japan I will never f*ck up, always have a master plan Screaming free my shooters that are stuck inside the can Screaming free my shooters that are stuck inside the can Inside the can, inside the can All the real ones by my side Came across some people that will always live a lie All the hating talk, still can never make me fight Any violation, im a savage you can try, you can try and you can try I know they wanna see me trapping in the bando And now they see me shinning, now they want a hand out I ain’t a killer but don’t push me, im just humble And if you know, then you know yeah I know they wanna see me trapping in the bando And now they see me shinning, now they want a hand out I ain’t a killer but don’t push me, im just humble And if you know, then you know yeah Sometimes i gotta go and take some time and leave the bando That to a few tings, i ain’t tryna be their man tho They only see me, when they see me in the sun tho I was raised up in the trap, inside the bando Talk about the good and i will talk about the bad I was raised by a women, i ain’t never had a dad Sometimes i think about it, swear that shit just makes me sad A man with no responsibility, that shit is mad The only reason i was stuck up in the trap Had to get my money up to help my mamma out Its not my fucking fault that pussy, never came around I will keep on working, till i get my mamma out Till i get my mamma out Running through the projects, i will keep on doing me You can be my friend or be my fucking enemy Imma get right to the top, sit back, you about to see I don’t really take no drugs, no alcohol thats never me No hand outs, no hand outs, no no hand outs, no hand outs, no handouts No no handouts
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Written by: Carlos Da Silva, Carlos Fortunato
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