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letra de out here - bogota scrapz

[verse 1: bogota scr-pz]
and i came through champ crew neck
test and i bet i break you and all of your crews necks
that’s right you could get checked by some 10 and a half air nikes
only way we get along is if you play it nice, don’t make me say it twice
got the beat in a vice grip
homie get the pipe lit
out here tryna get my hype lit
j’s got me jumping getting flight which is cool cause i ain’t afraid of heights
you don’t gotta go to vegas jus to roll the dice
so i’mma roll me something nice, maybe roll it thrice
that’s three times, four times, possibly a fifth
pants hanging low a little lower than my hip
and i look at getting girls like a sports draft, if i miss out on one it’s all good i got another pick
she’s different type of chick
the type you wine & dine just to get a little l!ck
and girl you looking fine, finer then this line
your eyes are glowing brighter than my shine
hope i’m in your mind , if i am could i stay?
treat you like a job i could work you all day
maybe into the night, could i hit while you yawning in the morning?
no i’m not j cole
just another young dude with an old, old soul

[hook: bogota scr-pz]
these words are proactive no skin care but my skin tough cause the
hard times, yea i’ve been there
party goin on you know i’m in there
but i’m out here tryna get my grind up, tryna make my mind up, tryna get my rhyme up
get the grind up, make my mind up, get the rhyme up x2

[verse 2]
yea i got to get my name out
who cares if people think i’m lame now
new ideas coming from my brain now
even though it might rain now
pac said it best just keep ya head up and smile
what’s wrong with getting older but wishing we was still a child
everything was simple
they used to smile at your dimples
now they smile if you go mental, they wanna dissect your mental
are you crazy or are you sane?
i’m just out here in the middle
i don’t have to explain what’s going down, what’s going on?
i’ll cry the day funk flex drops a bomb
the day i get to pay my parents for the school loans
the day i buy my own home
and the day i get married to my true clone

[hook]

[verse 3: cfthek.i.d]
came a long way, tossed a couple of lames
kept away from most b-tches, watch the money multiply from a couple of trades
they can’t say nothing, did whatever it took
i’m not faking rap when i say i really need it
bombay gin so i never really feel it
the pain, the struggle, the love, the hate
all from one angle just watchin in amazement
they say i won’t make it but f-ck what they sayin
i’m half of who wudda thought? destined for greatness
03′ draft cl-ss don’t get any better, chillin in some bron 9s it won’t get any fresher
chasing after dollar bills and dreams of tryna make it
k!lling inner doubt, that’s the message for the haters
tryna make my mom proud but all she ever asking me
“be happy and live comfortably, don’t let them say sh-t”
you gonna be the man one day, they can’t tell you sh-t
never have to question me, motives were legit
tryna do this with the fam cause we all getting rich
young n-gga movement, they watch as i do this
never question me cause i p-ssed all the bullsh-t

- bogota scrapz

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