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letra de speechless - chef at

[intro]
(feeling the bass, feeding the heat)
(got her amazed, put her on fleek)
(i’m in a maze but i stay on my feet)
(counting the days ’til i make me a mill)

[chorus]
feeling the bass, feeding the heat
got her amazed, put her on fleek
i’m in a maze but i stay on my feet
counting the days ’til i make me a mill
shooting my shots like i’m shooting a film
i never cool off so i’m giving you chills
popping the tags like i’m popping the pills
leaving the rags and i’m on to the riches
i don’t got time for no b-tches
i follow my dreams, i’m just being honest
i don’t care how you feel, i’m done being modest
almost lost the belief so fill up my pockets
f-ck all of y’all so i’m burning the bridges
five star meals so i’on do the dishes
i’m talking so much, i’m leaving em speechless

[verse]
going so hard, running the marathon
i just want number one, climbing the echelons
level up everyday, i don’t care what you rattle on
i won’t get my prime overnight like it’s amazon
talking my sh-t like i’m theo von
dollar bills, thats what i focus on
i don’t chill, i want a billion
keep my pot of gold like a leprechaun
but you won’t find me at the end of the rainbow
pay me in cad, i’on really want no pesos
i’on f-cking care what you say so
meet me at the top, otherwise you gotta let go
building bricks after bricks like a lego
i knew what i wanted from the get go
down at the bottom is a no go
focus on me, tired of looking through the peephole
f-ck these people
tired of looking at the world with my evil eyes
i just want to survive through the pain and the 9 to 5
i’m really boutta overdrive
so, i’m playing with fire, burning some verses
tryna go higher, find me a purpose
i’m really the driver of the circus
[chorus]
feeling the bass, feeding the heat
got her amazed, put her on fleek
i’m in a maze but i stay on my feet
counting the days ’til i make me a mill
shooting my shots like im shooting a film
i never cool off so i’m giving you chills
popping the tags like i’m popping the pills
leaving the rags and im on to the riches
i don’t got time for no b-tches
i follow my dreams, i’m just being honest
i don’t care how u feel, i’m done being modest
almost lost the belief so fill up my pockets
f-ck all of y’all so i’m burning the bridges
five star meals so i’on do the dishes
i’m talking so much, i’m leaving em speechless

[outro]
(feeling the bass, feeding the heat)
(got her amazed, put her on fleek)
(i’m in a maze but i stay on my feet)
(counting the days ’til i make me a mill)

- chef at

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