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letra de peter pan - call me ace

[intro]
peter pan
this the type of stuff you think about, at 3 in the morning
look

[verse 1]
jet lag sleep deprived, still ain’t no excuses (nah)
still playin with the music (yup)
still sharin pain and motivation for those goin thru it (hmm)
we pop champagne in the hard times too y’all think i’m foolish (woop!)
girl watch how i do this (look)
dirty heart full of grat-tude, stayin in my own avenue
winnin battles all afternoon beatin opposition like ba-da-boom
wised up now i talk less cause they don’t wanna hear my happy news
they’d rather me fall off cause they figured it would happen soon
pay them no mind, look at all this work i’d rather do
while i’m building monuments they throwing stones like yabba daba doo (heh)
and they swear they so tactical
payin me more mind than myself man how’s that rational?
i don’t fret bout any man (nah), too busy with the plans (yea)
too confident in god (woop!), too busy in his hands (hmm)
they tryna climb to my level but wanna shortcut the foundation
you don’t wanna learn how i’m walkin then don’t try to run what i’m racin

[chorus]
i do everything i can (yup), i do what they said i can’t (true)
keep climbing never land (woop!), peter pan peter pan (hah)
i do everything i can (yup), i do what they said i can’t (facts)
never land never land (nah), peter pan peter pan (woop!)
peter pan peter pan (woop!) peter pan peter pan (woop!)
never land never land (nah) peter pan peter pan (woop!)
i do everything i can (yup) peter pan peter pan (woop!)
never land never land (nah) peter pan peter pan (hah)

[verse 2]
hit the folks now i’m tapped in (woop!)
show in oakland it’s packed in
i ain’t leaving i’m the last man, when it’s over i’ma laugh then (hah)
check my mind do a cat scan, all you gon see is facts man
might see a lil nasty, the lord’s workin on me that’s it
past tense, i remember way back when
i was only a black man, just wanted stacks and a lap dance
fat bands and a back bend, racin mad fast in a black benz
but then my life hit a 180 (ay), had me feelin like pac man
i ain’t chasing for nothin now (nothin now)
ain’t nothin to hide i tuck it out (tuck it out)
walkin outside while the sun is out (sun is out)
i was stuck in a trap but they dug me out (dug me out)
now ya boy free and i’m running now
i got so much to do it ain’t runnin out (runnin out)
they try figure out what this one about
but he moving so fast they can’t point em out, i’m sayin’

- call me ace

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