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emilio rojas - the narrative كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah
hahaha
i’m back in my bag, baby
look, yeah

[verse 1]
i don’t name my songs after european cities
when your ancestors walked in jungles trains, man, it’s hard to see a street that’s pretty
i see the dreams i’m livin’, all i got is gratitude
so i don’t speak with empty words or platitudes
i am from a city where they clap at you
jackson pollock splatter you
all over the pavement over hatin’ in some ballie shoes
was ego driven for the longest
seeking validation, feelin’ big over some small sh_t
arrogant and pompous, overcompensating (overcompensatin’)
cast would say they got drip, but that’s just condensation
i just want a simple life with no more complications
yeah, it take a man to set up beef with conversation
remember wakin’ up early morning, had to escape before class
free periods, senior year, i got my first piece of ass
i waked around the whole day with shorty stain on my pants
lookin’ back, it made me feel like the man, yeah
had a job at the supermarket just to save up some cash
so i could drive to spots to skate and pay gas
mama used to get mad, she was stressin’ tryna raise a son
all alone in a place where they just raise a gun
and half the kids i grew up with, they lost they weight of drugs
sometimes i sit and wonder what they was escaping from (escaping from)
my first breakup was emotional, my ex, she cut me open too
’cause the ex was trash, so love became disposable
yeah, we was just learnin’ the ropes
watchin’ our dreams disappear in a smoke
(we was just learnin’ the ropes
watchin’ our dreams disappear in a smoke)

- emilio rojas

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