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letra de breakfast - everett gibbons

[chorus]
i been waitin’ on the world to change all my life
been waitin’ on this chick to change, takes all night
nothin’ really changes ’til you do sh-t right, so baby blue, don’t lose sight
use the universe, choose your fights, be real or you won’t be liked
shorty chill that’s the only type
you go wild, and the crew go hype
you grow a thick skin fittin’ all those stereo types

[verse 1]
i think of songs and they sound like this
it’s angel hair off a satellite dish
i never got to stare at saturn like this
but i’m satisfied with where i’m at
cause i got it like if this ain’t where i’m supposed to be
well if i ain’t satisfied i set myself free
like i never been satisfied i set myself free like
f-ck it, i can make it rain like duckets
yuh, i can be the rap charles buckets
budget, ballin’ on that sh-t every day
i’ma do it like this, don’t give a f-ck what they say
on some real sh-t, i know they feel it
it’s all good and it seems so appealing
i’m back here and i’m tryin’ to catch my bearings
thinkin’ ’bout all that time i been stealing

[chorus]
i been waitin’ on the world to change all my life
been waitin’ on this chick to change, takes all night
nothin’ really changes ’til you do sh-t right, so baby blue, don’t lose sight
use the universe, choose your fights, be real or you won’t be liked
sorta chill that’s the only type
you go wild, and the crew go hype
you grow a thick skin fittin’ all those stereo types

[verse 2]
i’m guessin’ that’s my cue though
my mind far out here like pluto
catch a bite to eat, 99 to uno
the gmo medium rare the sh-t’s pseudo
’cause you don’t think that i can tell
i know that you ain’t livin’ well
livin’ on your phone’s still livin’ in a cell
you know what it is when ya bring that h-ll
i’m a dead ringer, head bangin’ with some dead singers
lead slingin’, bare mini with the hands in the air
and they swear they never even cared
lookin’ over here with them dead -ss stares
i’m a d-mn do it, bad influence but i’m d-mn fluent
grew out the beard, yeah let b-tches run their hands through it
she wanted somethin’ sweet, some romance to it
i’ma go ahead and tell her do a little dance to it

[chorus]
i been waitin’ on the world to change all my life
been waitin’ on this chick to change, takes all night
nothin’ really changes ’til you do sh-t right, so baby blue, don’t lose sight
use the universe, choose your fights, be real or you won’t be liked
sorta chill that’s the only type
you go wild, and the crew go hype
you grow a thick skin fittin’ all those stereo types like

- everett gibbons

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