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letra de stars 2 - formerly len

[verse 1: formerly len]
yeah
locked in, got the gloves on
i ain’t waiting for round 10 for the blood drawn
can’t withstand, too fast when the sun gone
you can even catch these hands on a ramadan
wait
sun gone but we driving in the streetlights
sum’ wrong we still shining in the late night
perform then we gotta get a cheap flight
stars in the sky my boy yahweh got the invite
go again, know we gotta get this sh-t right
found zen, now my future only look bright
new len, now we tryna get to new heights
ain’t in your top 10, gotta get that list right
‘fore we gone i ain’t waiting for a second
draw first, you ain’t evеn bring a weapon
if you pray for the worst
had to send yo ass to hеaven
know it hurts
sometimes though you need to learn a lesson
always on my toes, i ain’t ever second guessing
i’m a legend, i can’t leave before that ain’t even a question
find a reverend, i can’t let these b-tches take away my blessing
my progression, leave the competition questioning my methods
leave you in the dust when i’m going for the medal
always in a rush, slow it down for a little
i’m tryna get up to another level
take my time i’m making something special
[verse 2: yahweh]
see man i’m a m-s-ch-st
not a p-ssy ass pacifist
back from the dead like lazarus
now i need a bad b-tch on my basilisk
15 leagues over half you nitwits
but still need trees to get active
quick-witted and bat sh-t
act like i’m passionate
but don’t really give a f-ck
like an instagram activist, yeah
man what’s the point if you don’t try
just stay depressed and float by
hoes hate a comatose guy
an incel fate you know it, no lie
you gotta get up and get buck wit it
hit the strip club
f-ck it, get rough wit it
life’s tough, innit?
no bluff, been stuck in a rut
and i’ve f-ckin had enough of it

[verse 3: formerly len]
if you throwing shade then get the f-ck wit it
no time to play, so what’s up wit it
this the life you made now you stuck wit it
still here to stay, that ain’t luck, innit?
this a game and i’mma stay competitive (huh?)
shame you listen with a sedative (ay)
on the fence your fake support is tentative (ay)
don’t help to focus (ay) on the negative
ain’t no time for conversation
i been losing on the daily
needing time to get my mind right
need to get into the limelight
i’m so tired of f-cking waiting
all this time that i been wasting
anxious round my room i’m pacing
got me losing all my patience
lack of sleep my mind is racing
got some dreams i’m sick of chasing
off the high my ego’s laced
[verse 4: yahweh]
bet i’ll keep raising the pace
shout it out like billy mays
amazing, my taste?
sheesh, my style, my grace
got these b-tches red in the face
still tryna make it to sp-ce
len and i shining it’s crazy
quasars look dim in our place
none of you comets could phase me
what can i say
i stay, freakishly great
trippin while i’m sippin
i’m slipping but never falling
when i’m on the ball it’s different
it’s history that i’m sp-wning
could go on and on with listing
the instances i’ve been honored
but i couldn’t be bothered
rather holler at every daughter with a—
taut body, a lot naughty
a deep infatuation with astrology, not gaudy
i need a sergeant shawty, not a private
who can show me she can ride it
be my co-pilot, girl don’t fight it
you know you f-ckin with a star
goin lightspeed, chasing pipe dreams like a hype beast
yeah you know you f-ckin with a star
you know i might be, dancing with the devil slightly but
girl you know you f-cking with a star
you know we finna go far, len yahweh go hard
aliens, we outta this world
keep out of our way
we off to the stars
[verse 5: formerly len]
bound to take off
just need some patience
i’m down to earth
slide, what’s the occasion
no bounce but caked up
man that’s a waste
i been blind to my thoughts
i need some aid, man
subconscious going crazy
thinking to myself 3 am
bout the man that i am
and why’s it all so shaky
ain’t nothing stable i’m progressing
but i’m starting all again
premonitions of my future living check to check avoided
when i take a breath and lay another sonnet on the disc
i got bigger dreams i’m getting a degree but in the end
i’d rather make a scene than waste my talent working on a chip
i know it’s all a vision
my life supersedes all the themes
i be rhyming in my bars
but until then i’ll be chillin
just do your part, in the end
it’s all written in the stars

[outro]
yeah, you know it’s written in the stars
yahweh
len
once again

- formerly len

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