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letra de neighbourhoods - dc

[producer tag]
(tsb)

[verse 1]
i just wanna get paid, i don’t wanna be famous
car with the tints, yard in the sticks, i don’t wanna see neighbours
get paid for rapping a bar, [?] just wanna be nameless
got a yak and a pack in the car, we took a few l’s when it happened we laughed
but we don’t take it to heart ’cause it’s part of the game
got stabbed at a party, ever since then, i don’t party the same
still got the scars on my face, it weren’t my fault, but i’m partly to blame
see it’s either fight or its flight
it’s either you fight with your heart or your brain
i say how i feel but it’s hard to explain
that’s why i go hard in the paint, i stepped in the booth and i carved me a lane
look darg it’s a shame they come like all their bars are the same
they flex with their cars and their chains but dem man can’t get yards in their name
the voice for dem, man make way i make noise for dem
bad mind yutes i avoided them
hard times turned us from boys to men
were just try get past, when times get hard you just gotta go harder
we just wanna get paid
we don’t want no drama

[hook]
steppin’ in filthy, they like how i come in disgusting
i’m out here ’til it k!lls me, don’t look mummy i’m hustling
i don’t care if they feel me, the talk ain’t doing me nothing
i’m out here ’til it k!lls me, don’t look mummy i’m hustling
steppin’ in filthy, they like how i come in disgusting
i’m out here ’til it k!lls me, don’t look mummy i’m hustling
i don’t care if they feel me, the talk ain’t doing me nothing
i’m out here ’til it k!lls me, don’t look mummy i’m hustling
[verse 2]
smile on my face but it’s bait that they judge me
made some mistakes that were ugly, but you can’t think straight when you’re hungry
spent days in the concrete, so i give grace ’cause it came from above me
it’s envy and hate when they want some keeping it close they ain’t taking it off me
sh-t gets hard when you’re making your own way (right)
back then i used to be certain these days i don’t feel sure like i’m jose
i’m just keeping it real, they ask how i am, i just say that i’m ok
’cause it depends how i feel, [?] will or i won’t say (yeah)
do what i want i don’t ask permission (why?)
the ends ain’t giving us hope, we drink and we smoke like it’s part of tradition (d-mn)
i give you my heart, but it’s missing (right)
planned and it’s part of the mission
know i ain’t far but i’m distant
if you talk then its harder to listen (yeah)
time don’t stop and it don’t wait up
i looked at the pros and the cons and it don’t weigh up
don’t care if its wrong or its right show me a sign ’cause i need a solution
[?] need an improvement
but its light so i’m keeping it movin’

- dc

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