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chill bgoy – watch me lose my everything كلمات اغاني

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(verse 1)
let’s take it back to the basics
when champion wasn’t cool, it wasn’t cool to wear asics
and i, know i’m gonna catch some hate before i’m famous
but a couple of years later, i won’t remember what your name is
i built my own world out of diamonds and stones
i built my castle out of broken gl-ss from shattered homes
i like the cool breeze of summer, and the california heat
i hate the winter, i hate the snow, i hate the man i’m trying to be
(and)
i hate my girlfriend because she treats me like sh-t
so i got old school, now i’m that boom bap kid
i threw away my old tracks and i learned to write clever
i articulated words and my rhymes got better, better, better for life
so now i cut quick tracks like i’m playing with knives
(and)
i knew i was gonna crash then
they used to call me “lil no common sense then,”
because back when i was 10 they told me rap was not an option
the only kid in washington who thought kanye was rockin
3 years later, i got older, and i discovered rakim
so i took some inspiration, then i got it poppin
back when eminiem used to rap about hailie
back when i bought timbs, and i thought that i’d be jay-z
i know that sounds absurd
it sounds a little crazy
when i started smoking tree and then my memories got hazy
well baby i’m a gold star man
i’m like a 3 course meal, i ain’t your food court fam
just kidding i’m that average at best
i put my heart out on the page and i ain’t taking a rest
i’ve got that old school vocals
shout out to my locals
i bounce on the scene, i’m like a 6’3″ pogo
i’m changing the world, by the way that i’m living
and my music stays young like it’s one of the simpsons
it’s lil manila on the beat
rolling so hard in the whip, i got some dirt up on my jeep (ayy)

(chorus)
she’s got no love for me at all, no love. she’s got no love for me, no love

(verse 2)
i dropped out of hebrew school
i’m not a young profit
i still believe in god
and i don’t have to prove it

my friends are band geeks
that play the sax
i talk a lot of sh-t
more than logic says he’s black

slowly getting through the city, like i’m a taxi
i spent my time writing lyrics (ayy), from the back seat
but not from the back seat
now i’m yachting on the black sea, (ayy, woah.)

i get p-ssed, i’m that young ramsey
i talk my trash and i wonder why they hate me..
but honestly, i don’t care for success
i dodge em from the right, and i hook em from the left

i hate all of my ex’s, i don’t give a d-mn
they never paid me attention, they’d just look around

i’m that skinny f-cker, that no muscle boy
and i might just punch a coward
just to prove it to you all
because i have to prove myself
have to prove a point, to every single on of y’all

i’m from that rich white town, but my ancestors we’re slaves
not the irish ones, those filipino ones
i’m that flip burning out in mendocino one

i’m rocking jordan kicks
those 1’s and 2’s
i see you selling out
i say it wasn’t you

(chorus)
she’s got no love for me at all, no love. she’s got no love for me, no love

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