paroles de chanson 4 Minutes of Hell, Pt. 3 - Lil Herb
My
hunger
is
equal
to
my
struggle
I
came
from
nothin'
Grindin'
then
I
made
it
to
somethin'
The
age
of
a
youngin'
Started
hangin'
and
bangin'
and
hustlin'
Exchangin'
the
customs
To
make
it
in
this
dangerous
jungle
In
a
treacherous
war
People
dying,
nobody
crying
All
the
shit
that
I
saw
You
expect
me
to
sit
on
the
porch?
Every
moment
is
yours
Freeze
up
and
you
fall
by
the
torch
where
I'm
from
Better
not
front
in
the
city
I'm
from
Homicides
on
a
Sunday
in
the
city
I'm
from
Young
nigga,
always
hanging
wit
them
older
guys
We
was
bangin',
slangin'
all
the
white
But
we
ain't
Oberweis
Fantasizing,
tryna
be
that
trap
nigga
Can't
get
to
the
money
We
too
busy
tryna
clap
niggas
Standing
on
that
block,
where
my
mama
told
me
"Boy
don't
got
right
there"
But
I
was
by
that
store
right
there
Learned
everything
I
know
right
there
Me
and
broski,
brought
me
to
the
block
He
showed
me
the
work,
and
he
sold
me
the
work
But
nobody
never
told
me
to
work
I
used
to
post
up,
talk
shit
and
tote
guns
While
we
smoke
blunts
We
knew
the
price
if
we
gon'
live
this
life
But
we
like
so
what
Cause
no
one
gon'
make
a
way
for
none
of
us
to
come
up
But
I'm
tryna
make
a
way
for
every
one
of
us
to
come
up
When
the
sun
rise
I
roll
a
philly
up,
and
load
the
semi
up
By
9 o'clock
I'm
drinkin'
double
cups
and
gettin'
paper
cuts
We
savin'
up,
sittin'
on
this
money
Now
it's
raisin'
us.
We
trained
to
buss
You
can
run
dog,
that's
what
this
laser
for
I
think
I
need
to,
take
a
breather
Cause
I'm
hot
as
fever
I'm
about
to
bring
some
type
of
demon
Right
up
outta
me
Cause
I
been
feelin'
like
you
pussy
niggas
tryna
plot
on
me
That's
why
I
keep
this
Glock
on
me
Plus
I
got
all
this
guap
on
me
But
way
before
the
flex
you
still
could
catch
me
On
that
block
out
east
Lost
my
homies,
now
I
feel
like
God
just
dropped
a
rock
on
me
But
I
won't
stop,
I
can't
stop
Gotta
go
hard,
till
my
rate
drop
Spittin'
all
this
fire
make
my
face
hot
Now
I
can't
wait
till
my
tape
drop
And
I'm
still
up
on
the
8 Block
Late
night
me
and
J.
Dot
Better
think
twice
for
you
ride
past
Let
the
9 blast
now
the
Jakes
hot
I
was
bout
to
take
a
rest
but
Smoke
told
me,
"Bro
it
ain't
no
let
ups"
So
I'm
working
hard
like
I'm
in
the
pros
Make
a
nigga
bitch
lick
my
sweat
up
She
suckin'
dick
and
I
just
met
her
She
know
a
nigga
next
up
She
hope
I
don't
neglect
her
And
she
know
I
don't
respect
her
And
I
might
forget
my
sweater
But
never
leave
the
house
without
Berettas
Still
the
same
nigga
from
the
gangway
Tryna
flip
a
ounce
into
a
Phantom
Catch
me
doing
shows
filling
stands
up
You
know
the
gang
turn
the
fans
up
And
you
know
we
got
them
cans
tucked
Hope
nobody
don't
get
blammed
up
I
be
leanin'
I
can't
stand
up
And
this
bitch
asked
me
why
my
jeans
sag
Cause
they
tryna
hold
my
bands
up
Heard
somebody
wanna
rob
me
Well
you
bett'
not
give
ya
chance
up
2 seats
in
the
50
shot
I
just
hope
I
don't
get
jammed
up
And
this
50
bett'
not
jam
up
I
seen
niggas
get
in
jams
and
They
ain't
even
stay
to
pick
they
mans
up
I
seen
niggas
shakin'
hands
Then
make
the
same
niggas
put
they
hands
up
I
seen
niggas
changed
gettin'
change
Niggas
that
was
cool
since
the
sandbox
So
I
gotta
keep
my
head
up
16
and
I
got
one
head
up
And
ion
talk,
I
let
the
gun
talk
And
she
don't
never
really
understand
nothin'
Let
a
fuck
nigga
ask
somethin'
Give
a
fuck
nigga
every
one
Gave
my
young
niggas
couple
.38s
And
some
shells
let
em
have
fun
Young
niggas
spend
a
lot
of
cash
Cause
growing
up
I
never
had
none
I'm
like,
"Oh
I
gotta
get
me
some"
Cause
being
broke
wasn't
any
fun
We
got
choppers
for
everyone
Who
want
problems
with
anyone
I
be
tired
of
tryna
tell
y'all
niggas
Where
a
nigga
really
comin'
from
And
why
a
nigga
gotta
go
hard
Cause
ion
really
come
from
nothin'
And
I
never
been
a
runner
up
Cause
it
ain't
nobody
runnin'
us
And
Lil
Mally
got
that
sit
em
down
If
somebody
ever
runnin'
up
Imma
always
bond
them
killas
out
What'chu
think
I
got
them
hunnids
for?
Crazy
James
just
knocked
his
sentence
out
Yeah
the
state
done
let
a
menace
out
So
I'm
showing
up
at
my
nigga
house
Like
the
cop
that
move
the
tenants
out
But
I
ain't
tryna
put
ya
business
out
1 Designer
2 Everyday in Chicago
3 At the Light
4 Koolin'
5 Fight or Flight
6 4 Minutes of Hell, Pt. 3
7 On the Corner
8 Mamma I'm Sorry
9 On My Soul
10 Murder
11 Still F***ed Up
12 Love 2 Stunt
13 At Night
14 All My N*ggas
15 Ain't for None
16 Write Your Name
17 All I Got
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