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• Artiste: Mozzy
• Titre: Endure
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My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors Love me or love me not, either fuck wit' me or you don't Don't call me when it's convenient to cut off when it be smoke Identify wit' your struggle, y'all 'member when I was broke Yeah, it's a cold game, these niggas crossin' they folks Used to want a Chevy wit' Pirelli and gold spokes Now we in a foreign on Forgi's off dope smoke Life different, baby, had to get off Granny couch and go and get it, baby Pocket watchin' ain't permitted, mind ya business, rewards ain't presented till you risk it And I was front linin' never distant, nah, for real, just for instance Jumpin' out them vehicles, we trippin' Vow not to tell on none of my henchmen My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors I do this shit to the throat, that's on the fo' Hesitatin' wit' the yick, that's how niggas get smoked My spirit was broke but I'm in my zone now I ain't comin' back home until I'm up a hunnid That shit hit different when you seen one of they partners runnin' Money pilin' up, I been wantin' it since a youngin' You froze under pressure, that's why you ain't got no plate Me and my niggas be eatin' bossa nova skirt steaks Changed the way we livin', expressin' all our feelings, that shit got us out the trenches Paid in full, my mind focused on a million Say you ain't got it, then they gon' show you they real feelings My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors My spirit was broken from all of the pain that I endure He coulda turned his back on 'em, but he put the whole hood on his shoulders Obstacles in your way, gotta face 'em just to open some doors