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lirik lagu lil lucci - black truck

(hook) my driver armed, i’m moving smart ain’t tote since i got paid

i pull up black trucks bk 2 bk like the feds when they raid

i still be shedding tears for bronem who left and i stayed

never question god keep faith alive every night, swear i prayed

knew one day i get this far, just took lil longer since i played

this chain might leave my neck, but swear to god some getting slayed

know this groupie probably faint if i disclosed what i made

don’t gotta do too much off my name, know getting laid

rap shi come wit highs and lows, but that’s jus how lifе be

they say music got me acting strangе, been real as i can be

(verse 1 ) d~mn near cried, sevyn caught that dub

he jumped off the porch cuz me

they ain’t paying, skip the club
for the hype, be on a tee

feel like extra cameras round if they watching i know i’m flee

growing up we ducked the rent, man, every first ignore the door

i made something out of nothing, built this sh~t up off the floor

every 30 days i pop it, wonder what i got in store

every check buy bronem guns & tell em go lamp on the four

i make raps but not a rapper, not too rich to pop my door

came to terms my brother gone fr shi hurt me to my core

back of the black staring out window, miss bronem above

returned wit asses to kiss when gave out thousands out of love

upped in public i’m not guilty like oj ain’t fit the glove

(hook) my driver armed, i’m moving smart ain’t tote since i got paid

i pull up black trucks bk 2 bk like the feds when they raid
i still be shedding tears for bronem who left and i stayed

never question god keep faith alive every night, swear i prayed

knew one day i get this far, just took lil longer since i played

this chain might leave my neck, but swear to god some getting slayed

(verse 2) you was my sandbox brother

together we rode trickes

high we school rode in hots

at war couldn’t be on bikes

we was strapped up goin’ to class

like my whole clique filled wit dyk~s

try put my bro on

f~cked his pape up for the gram he live for likes

never wanted to be like mike
i jus wanted some new mikes

somedays i wish i never met her

the streets don’t love a soul take ya last if you let her

secure calls or a letter

everytime i talk to pops

blood get to pumping

everytime i talk to opps

label don’t know they funding violence

everyy payment i go pay for drops

12 grab me

tony on speed dial speak to him

i don’t talk to cops

me , rell , tayski, and sevyhn das my fantastic four

some getting smacked if we all inside a car on the four

told you once i’m not a rapper not to rich to pop my door:

- lirik lagu lil lucci

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