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letra de ghost writer - diesel clockwork

ghost writer lyrics
chorus:

people always asking what i wanna do, tell em, i’m tryna be the next g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w

verse 1:

first i gotta find a way to break through
but – n0body listening because i’m brand new
poc-pockets empty need some steady revenue
don’t want the fame, i’ll just give it all to you
okay i need somebody i can count on
hard working mother f-cka’ from dusk till dawn
i’ll write the verse then i’ll hand you the baton
be the bernie taupin to your elton john
i’m an introvert let’s keep it that way
in the stu’ cookin’ beats like i’m bobby flay
love or hate me i don’t care what they say
imma f-ckin go bald before my hair turns gray
if i had the voice i’d climb to new heights
cause my bars like tupperware you know they air-tight
pop an addy in the mornin’ smokin’ tree at night
i’d prefer to live my life outside the limelight
bridge:

i just need you to help me break out
i just need you to find a new route
i just need you to take all the clout
i just need you to show what we’re bout
i just need you to help me break out
i just need you to find a new route
i just need you to take all the clout
i just need you to show what we’re bout

chorus:

people always asking what i wanna do, tell em, i’m tryna be the next g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w

verse 2:

lately my confidence been on the downswing
if i had a little talent then i’d have everything
the crowd won’t like it when they hear me sing
i’m out here lookin for the next big thing
yo d, i got some homies i can bring
with cadence that’ll make your lyrics grow some wings
but they can’t p-ssy out once they hear the bell ring
be the man behind the current pulling all the strings
hold up wait while i do the math
ten, thousand hours till i hone my craft
said, you up next and i nearly laughed
the path to success is a narrow shaft
when i walk in, they’re quick to disregard
i’m underneath the sun stayin’ busy in my yard
open up my wallet just to see the blackcard
hard work beats talent when talent don’t work hard
bridge:

chorus:

people always asking what i wanna do, tell em, i’m tryna be the next g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w
g-g-g-g-g-g-w

- diesel clockwork

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