letra de wasted talent - chinx (os)
[verse 1]
i just got a drop, let’s go get ready
you ain’t never gone for a trip
then hopped in the whip and it’s got no petty
what bummer slide with the heat in the summer
mask and gloves all sweaty
tryna sprint but i can’t even run too fast
it’s just cos’ my arms too heavy
i’m still tryna buy more hammers
bro said why so many?
need more spinners, semis, dotties
done me a drill and they brought out the helis
he got a bell in his hat like noddy
bang for the fun but i trap as a hobby
get rid of that pack in a hurry
shh got packed we ain’t gonna say sorry
i got a phonebook filled with catties
some of them do cocaine and molly
got a sale that just smoke cali
he don’t like stardog or ammi
i got residue on my tracky
got extra t–th for the luger
suin garn dead if i grab my bally
money and violence makes me happy
[chorus x2]
i came with the canon they’d probably call me a wasted talent
if i don’t get paid from rapping
i bet you i trap and make it happen
i don’t care about latest fashion
but my trainers gotta have laces
i ain’t a rapper that you wanna play with
he wanted clout i’mma make him famous
[verse 2]
i ain’t gotta talk cos’ they already know go check them papers
got my manager tryna get playlisting
but i still gotta finish this dayshift
i don’t care distribution music doesn’t affect my payments
f-ck the industry cos’ i’m in too deep
bare man wanna flex with pagans
pagans still wanna test my patience
give me the keys i ain’t stepped in ages
cover my hands with leathers or latex
rise my arms when i get frustrated
i just came out the bbc now drillings the topic of conversation
i just counted 50g’s in cash right after i left probation
and i was in hmp like what should i do when they let me free
the four door trucks got an empty seat
i don’t wanna put songs on a mp3
producers still wanna send me beats
it’s mad cos’ i’m still doing reloads cutting these kilos every week
and praying the pagans rest in peace
[chorus]
i came with the canon they’d probably call me a wasted talent
if i don’t get paid from rapping
i bet you i trap and make it happen
i don’t care about latest fashion
but my trainers gotta have laces
i ain’t a rapper that you wanna play with
he wanted clout i’mma make him famous
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