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gallo - 6 below (remastered) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
we goin’ in for a while on this one

[verse]
first off, i just wanna thank god
i’m one in a billion, i’m weighing great odds
the ones who seek change forever stay flawed
that’s why the one who smiling in the hoopty gon’ get ice cream paint jobs
my grandfather just got out the hospital
showed me if we manifest thoughts, we’ll make it possible
uh, dreaming ’bout one day being top dog
started in the bantam league and now i’m on the all stars
life is just a glorified stop watch
passing up time, gon’ violate the shot clock
staying, chucking out records, i be no kn_blaugh
flipping gold, i just makе my studio a p_wn shop
i made this one to let you know i’m hеre to stay
cruise control activated, i’mma never steer away
leave it in oblivion, i be agent gideon
hop inside the mind of who i wanna be and live in it
i’m minding my own biz
they won’t put me on, so i’ll climb on my own, kid
the moment that i pop, they gon’ dial the phone quick
forgetting ’bout the anger that they left me alone with
avoiding the bone picked
a stone’s throw distance from the city never sleeping
torn between the grind and getting lit up every weekend
i’m tryna hit the stage to a sold out beacon
these rapper seek rings, but they quitting mid season
delivering is vital like a transplant
homie, f_ck dancing
women doin’ handstands for me
’cause people out in san fran know me
i got horsepower like a hundred transam ponies
so, if you ain’t ’bout the hustle, go and hang ’em up
give more than i’m taking from you, word to gary vaynerchuk
they criticize, but only those who really tryna change it up
tweeting how you run things, you just running data up
later bruh, i’m workin’ on booking tours
late, i’m up, mixings records, after that, i’m cooking more
truthfully, i’m motivated, simply just for what’s in store
rap game tom cat, you more of the cousin george
i got merch back_ordered, don’t lay back idle
the fake ones show love but can’t name a track title
so, give it to me straight if you don’t f_ck with me
how you plan to hold me down and never put your trust in me?
i need a plate of penne, à la vodka out in tuscany
giving y’all the truth behind bars, no custody
bet they had enough of me
they sick of seeing plays get made
so they lurking in the shade, never face to face
all this prime time television news is a waste
never educating people that all are one race
yeah, we all get one take, there’s no redo’s here
i got the sum of all the talent within these dudes here
i make beats, all solo, then write my tracks
then i mix it all together, i’m the master at that
in my catalog, half of y’all, don’t stand close
cut the check, hit the hard rock, roshambo
all these old folks told me i got old soul flows
but i don’t let it hit my head like where that .44 goes
yeah, i’m back up on my bullsh_t, y’all just on meds though
drew this playing out, i forgot i was not bledsoe
i cannot contest though, trust not in my tenfold
i still need to double check it even if you said so
phone rings, h_llo, how can i help?
yes, ma’am, i need twenty_eight metals like phelps
a couple gold records, even bronze at least
just something that can remind me i got them at they knees
all this hate coming more than ever, i let it in
’cause it shows how everyone around me feeling within
ever since i graduated, they been doubting my wins
like i should let my dreams, go and watch ’em fade in the winds
but let me say this again, in case y’all don’t know
i’ll be sticking to the music till i’m six below, woah
[outro]
woah (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah…)
y’know when i say we in this for the long hall
i’m not f_cking ’round with y’all

- gallo

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