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letra de amnesia - bzzy

(intro)
uh
you know im still the kid with the big head
that was sleeping in miss kelly’s cl-ss
12th grade year
with the fresh -ss kicks and sh-t
my kicks still fresh, and my head still big
uh, good luck
its 84 n-gga!

(verse 1)
you ever wonder how many shots does it take to get you?
my n-gga cousin rap they be asking, why you don’t take him with you?
my n-ggas rap they be asking, why you don’t shout them out?
im here thinking, god d-mn it, this what its all about?
im really thankful for n-ggas who seen the star in me
im in the room and they talking about how to market me
and i be feeling like spazzing, like dame at def
cause i object to be a f-cking object!, yup
three years ago n-ggas told me i needed time to grow
and i was better then the n-ggas they was signing yo
and now the n-ggas that they signed
need a young, fresh mind, to write the rhymes
im doing my own, im waiting on mine
don’t try to hide
we see the shadows through the blinds, real recognize
swear i will never let the devil
i want it all but i will never settle, like a settlement

(hook)
im still the same as when you met me
you telling me i changed how the h-ll can you forget me?
im that n-gga how the h-ll can you regret me?
i still remember everything you’d tell me
remember me?
remember me?
how could you forget?
how could you forget that you said i wasn’t next?
how could you forget that you said i wasn’t it?
how could you forget all your regrets

(verse 2)
i remember high school with no friends
sitting bumping these beats
lunch time, pen and pad sitting next to the mac and cheese
wonder if the students who were walking by me
had any f-cking idea who i’m gone be?
my teachers wished me luck, and said good luck will never work
and now good luck is on the shirts, and i be selling out merch!3
my mama cried when i walked out of that college line
mommy im schizophrenic, im seeing dollar signs
if it don’t got it, ill get it man rest -ssure
working for the blank checks that i still haven’t met before
my work ethic gone make me a million dollars for sure
i’d share it all and thats the reason im always expecting more
i see my n-ggas k!lling time, man it k!lls me softly
grind so we can live it up instead of living off me
cause it k!lls me when we at the club popping champagne
and everybody celebrating, meanwhile i feel like a slave, n-gga

(hook)

(outro)
how could you forget?
you said i wasn’t sh-t
and then i told you when im leaving
im never coming back again
and now i n-gga kept running out
and they ain’t see me ever since
not in the same light
not in the same life

- bzzy

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