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letra de wasted - dcb martin & yung fash

[chorus – dcb martin]:
i’m just tryna live my life, yeah boy, i don’t wanna waste it
money on their mind, but they hardly ever make it
i’ve been on my grind, homie, now they think i’m famous
they won’t let me shine, i’ma just ignore the haters
p-ss the mic, and i’ma sing a note
dcb, we too original
yea, we the new wave, untraditional
yea, we keep the hate to a minimum
i’m just tryna live my life, yeah boy, i don’t wanna waste it
thank god for my life, yeah boy, i don’t wanna waste it

[verse 1 – yung fash]:
worldwide, yeah, that be what we chasing
tour life, yeah, people they be hating
family, yeah that be what i’m thanking
college, yeah dropout in the making
family ain’t just blood
you a lame, you ain’t my bud
my squad crazy, they all nuts
ming giving them fresh cuts
we chilling, not k!lling
rap career we building
you might need gl-sses for our vision
it’s like you reading charles d-ckens
we spitting flows like we honcho
my diamonds water, need a poncho
but who am i kidding? i don’t got diamonds
one day i will, it takes some time and
stalking my dreams like a lion
this rap game i be climbing
sometimes i’m frightened
by what i’m becoming
i’m making some choices that be super dumb and
when will it click
when will i get sick of it
when will i turn to loving and trusting in god and
putting not one thing above him

[verse 2 – dcb martin]:
martinelli’s sipping, popping
flow been hopping, show ain’t stopping
funking, flexing, still won’t bomb it
hit the stage, the homies moshing
girls been flocking, numbers blocking
got one girl, no other option
next new project, in the coffin
ad-libs like i’m waka flocka
dcb been on my back
shoutouts the homie yung fash
hop in the whip, its all black
driving like we gonna crash
all of these homies been wack
i’m pushing right off em like shaq
mess my with my girl, i might crack
two-piece, i feel like i’m pac
i’m in the paint like i’m mikey
dcb, we from the nineties
i woke up blessed, can’t deny it
thanking my father almighty
free my dude, i been waiting for my boy big tony
put in work all day, my hours they numbered like kobe
and i wrist wrist wrist
i’m flowing like a record with a glitch glitch glitch
i’m always here to play, you catch my drift drift drift
dcb the gang, and can’t n-body touch the clique, so back up off me huh?

- dcb martin yung fash

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