Lyrics Avelino – Nice 4 Life
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I ain’t hit the studio in 4 weeks
Had to make a drink rich nigga poor me
Legal battles fuck these niggas tryna warn me
I just spent a car on court fees
I’m from the
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side, rep it like bravado
I just got this shit in, watch the cargo
Turn them bravos, into bravado
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Niggas ain’t real need an app to approach me
Middle finger to the world enemy trophy
Might catch me out in Harlem, on the lowski
For a break
I’m still breaking bread with the broskis
Cause the money right
I got a lot of dope
And I don’t wanna die
But when you gotta go
So I’m living to the fullest at the top you know
Cause you can’t pave the way and be on the road
You don’t really get no opportunity in places like this
Please don’t judge me you don’t get too many cases like this
I don’t think the ends has ever been as dangerous as this
But watching face won’t get you watch faces like these
Times still worth more than a timepiece
I’m icy not an ic3
Man I had to starve just so everyone can eat cause
Practice makes perfect when you practice what you preach
I’m preaching
Starboy even on the weekend
Now they call me blood that’s reachin’
Never had nobody I don’t need them
I remember tryna make a living when I never had a life
Council housing never had no council no advice
Them days
We’re rolling numbers like we’re dice, MJ
Man I was selling niggas white, oh na na na
Moved out the ends just so I don’t go back to that
Old habits I ain’t even in the same habitat
Even the greats can be a little ungrateful
I’m nice but I just pray I’m nice for my whole life
Baby come and fuck me for the whole night
We’re drinking rosé can you give me slow eyes
Made it from the mud guess I’m a gold mine, and all this gold’s mine