letra de amsterdam kid - chef nav
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i remember hopping of the 51, i’d stop tie my sneakers (tie em), then i’d try to catch the five to meet my friends, it was the weekend (weekend)
i had confidence for days, with my height you know i’d need it, (need it) vapormax up on feet did have me feeling like 2 meters (oh really?)
so i spent a lotta high school smitten by latinas, (what) coming off a bit too eager, but never insincere (never)
see i’d slide up in them dm’s, (dms) then they’d slide up in my drеams (dreams) until they left mе in the dust (dust) with some roses and some feelings (yaaaa)
i would work all day (ayy) then i’d party in the evening, (evening) city lights glaring on me as i’d puke at pathe theater (yeah), cuz the lightweight kid couldn’t stomach all that beer (beer), it was his parents worst fear that the grass would come to please him, (inhale)
i was happy, didn’t need it, (need it) high off life, endorphins seized me, (seized me) i was only 16, (teen) thought my life was gone be peachy (peachy)
man i’m riding down memory lane for the sightseeing (seeing) and i gotta say it’s pleasing, (pleasing) i don’t really wanna leave it (yaaaaa)
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as i’m sitting on the 357, looking up out the window at the cyclists who ride under the sun
i can feel the city breathing, man it’s heart done helped mine pump, so i feel the pain in leaving in my chest like something gone
i gotta write a love letter to my people, to the dutch, to the place i popped my cherry, to the place i learned to box
to the beautiful c-n-ls, to the vondelpark and bos, to all the coffeeshops we’d visit when we’d wanna roll a blunt ayy
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man it would rain, it would pour, all them would clouds would bring a storm, so i’d sit, or i’d float, on the clouds of the smoke
the pandemic went and hit, i was down in a funk, man my room became the alamo, i lasted not long but
i came to appreciate what i had, splash fitness had me grinding on the heaviest bag
museumplein courts had me meeting strangers in drag, junkies blasted off tabs, and tourists asking me like pass!
dammnnnn
how could i ever forget the independence i had, biking to five guys 80k there and back
out at stedelijk, with truffles more than 15 grams, seeing the art come alive and suck me in the canvas
i can’t trip, man i love this city, this place saw me grow up since 14 you get me…
i gotta show a lil love before i leave you feel me, so i’m picking up the pen, lemme bleed a minute
hook
as i’m sitting on the 357, looking up out the window at the cyclists who ride under the sun
i can feel the city breathing, man it’s heart done helped mine pump, so i feel the pain in leaving in my chest like something gone
i gotta write a love letter to my people, to the dutch, to the place i popped my cherry, to the place i learned to box
to the beautiful c-n-ls, to the vondelpark and bos, to all the coffeeshops we’d visit when we’d wanna roll a blunt ayy
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