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Lời bài hát: What A Day

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

For the day, that they pull For the day, that they pull I pulled up in that 18th letter repeat buggy Had to switch to U cause I'm LA boy smuggy But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me My lady she don't trust me, know I'm a sick puppy Know that women throw themselves at me and men want me Anything could happen for attention and rent money I got so much on my plate that's why I sit funny So many handouts, so much back bending So much entitlement, my family be acting in So many white diamonds, yeah I got jungle fever But they didn't raise me so shout out black women So much commenting, show me what you good at nigga Tell me the highs of the valley that your boots stood at You couldn't fit in my loafers if you took a steroid And I wouldn't handle your baggage if I had a billboard I'm really replying to texts, barely enjoying the *** I got a pain in my chest, that's from suppressing the stress Lionel he know me the best, tell me I know the answer But Clancy he gave me the best advice that I heard in a sec I need to call me a jet, I need to pack me a bag I need to get me a cab, I need some scrimmage and chess I could've bought me some land, I wouldn't flood it my neck I say this *** with my chest, I'm like one of the best I'm a workaholic and I need to get me some rest I'd rather get these ideas off, I'd rather not steer off my path I'm so scared of going back to my past I work, I swear it's hard not shaking that fear off White boy said I brag too much, the black kid said it's inspiring Duality is tiring, my girl would kill me if she knew the things I was desiring Suppressing it, get it out the way, I put the sirens in Look, I don't *** with parties, I don't *** with the paparazzi Never have I drove a Hellcat or a Maserati Never needed others for my personal validation She ain't get in touch if she cannot hold a conversation Never had a bulky Richard Mille as a wristwatch I never seen a Miri, never posted on TikTok I never had desire for promethazine in a soda Never made eye contact with a woman in Fashion Nova Never had to fit in no lane Never wore beats by Dre headphones to get a video made Bunny hop validated, pedaling Hitting willies like Chris Retaliator Just look around, every opportunity allocated I put so many niggas on, you thought DJ Khaled made it From cold showers, I used to hate it, now spending Fifteen for the new roof, it ain't renovated I can see the ocean where I sleep and the house is gated No Calabasas, I'm Brentwood and I'm palisaded The freckle girls articulating, all got me salivating Wallace and Retailer with the trunks, I be playing Jenga The last tour dog, I clean house, they mad I made it I'm so conceited, feeling myself ego masturbating I graduated after album 5, I got syndicated You want the O.T.? Sorry G, that picture faded Come get with me I'm a dead poet, tabletop stumbling I'm a free spirit, had a whole jail jumping Ever since a youngin moved at my pace Scared of having youngins cause I like my space Selfish ain't the word, regret ain't evil Before you get the huffin and the puffin, take a breather Put yourself first if you living with a dream Be your biggest cheerleader, mother*** the team

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