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letra de the meaning - chris truent

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[intro]
uhh, that watered down henny will still get you (and that dusse’)

[hook]
young boy is coming up, this ain’t gonna end (ugh)
f-ck all that other stuff, it ain’t what it is (ugh)
i do not scrimmage, no i’m playing to win it
weight on my shoulders i’m lifting the city

[verse 1: chris truent]
success is ’round the corner, i can feel it, know it’s near
it’s crazy what you can accomplish lettin’ go of fear
yeah, how ill, yeah
the will to rap for survival, the p-ssion is vital
the path less traveled, i’m taking the high road
while i’m blasting a vinyl
don’t let ’em blind you, do everything to make ’em recognize you
some things ain’t rectifiable, that’s undeniable
they got pools full of liquor
they take pulls from the liquor
dive in like they ain’t really even cool with their liver
i write scripture, let the words paint the picture
and his my training day, “my n-gg-”
i need a bad b-tch, back rub and a backwood
i’m with a blondie like dagwood
tryna act up, i pull your card like s.a.g. would
don’t try to cross us, that’s sacrilegious
i been the illest, since my pops whipped the acura (the integra) yeah

[hook]
young boy is coming up, this ain’t gonna end (ugh)
f-ck all that other stuff, it ain’t what it is (ugh)
i do not scrimmage, no i’m playing to win it
weight on my shoulders i’m lifting the city
[x2]

[verse 2: no-data!]
uhh, i treat the offers like subpoenas, know you really need me
o.b.j. im catchin’ everything that you can give me
i ain’t trippin bout serena, always wanted venus, that’s why i’m headed for the stars, yeah i’m really beamin’ (freeze)
loaded ammo and i’m shootin’ to fill, a couple shoes that i found and i be stretchin’ the heels
up in hollywood, yeah, now i’m trekking the hills
with a bad b-tch that i gotta check for the feels, uhh, yeah
it’s got that new york feel, uhh
take any b-tch, no matter who’s wh-r- still, uhh
she ain’t a christian, rockin dior still, yeah
i really need it, wrote a song for the meaning, uhh
i really confide in my pen
five beats, three summers, confined as a man, yeah
i learned so much from the ones who above me
third summer i can see the whole world comin’

[hook b]
uhh uhh, uhh uhh
yeah, hold up
uhh uhh, uhh uhh, yeah
uhh uhh, uhh uhh
i rocked the beat and i made it, who the f-ck can say this?
[x2]

[verse 3: chris truent]
whippin’ through the town, it’s like every move we make, we moonwalking makin’ waves with the sound
diving deeper in these waters watching compet-tion drown
while i’m laid up on a cloud, like i vaporize
i’m prioritizing paper, eyes lower than the dow, quit tryna patronize
i feel the beat inside my chest and then i synthesize
question: what do they talk about when they don’t wanna share they pain
probably all this cash and their f-ckin chains
that’s the typa bar that really feeds your brain
some food for thought
lost boy tryna fly forever call me peter pan
not what you thought, it ain’t all about the coin, y’all some meter maids
f-ck all that joggin’ tryna run the game
uhh
duck all the comments and the usernames
uhh
look how we f-ckin’ up this duo thing
uhh
look how we blowing up, the newest thing, yeah

[hook]
young boy is coming up, this ain’t gonna end (ugh)
f-ck all that other stuff, it ain’t what it is (ugh)
i do not scrimmage, no i’m playing to win it
weight on my shoulders i’m lifting the city

[hook b]
uhh uhh, uhh uhh
yeah, hold up
uhh uhh, uhh uhh, yeah
uhh uhh, uhh uhh
i rocked the beat and i made it, who the f-ck can say this?

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