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letra de allegra - gaptoothlukaz

[part i]

[verse 1: lukaz]
hey allegra, how’s your new neighbors?
don’t you get in trouble, don’t do them no favors
how your mom doing?
hope she doing well
it’s a shame that your friends threw you in the cell
if they try to hit you up, then delete they cell
them n-ggas not your friends, if they never helped
out in atl, smoking h-lla gas that you hear and smell
tried to open up, it was clear: i was in my sh-ll
we was in the car, bumping music, listening to ‘veil
saw it in my face, i was sweating, wasn’t feeling well
d-mn
you said “speak your mind,” you said “speak your mind”
you said “speak your mind”

[verse 2: lukaz]
i said, “i wanna go perform at the roxy”
out there looking foxy
with the chains on, feeling icy
dodging paparazzi, in the maserati
but that’s not likely, i would’ve chose the audi
(ha ha! a n-gga can dream, right?
that’s like one of my favorite cars
that or the supra, 2002)
look
i don’t need a dance move to be famous
i’d rather be on duolingo and learn a brand new language
n-ggas changing
all the points that i’m gaining, p&p was a blessing
that was just the beginning, and my parents still proud
and to my friends and my bandmates, sorry for disappearing
dissociating life, i’m getting lost in my fear, man
i’m drowning, i’m drowning
(one take, haha!)
(yeah)
[part ii]

[intro: lukaz]
this verse is like a spike lee joint, i could’ve made jungle fever
smoking weed, dancing to selena
taking steps, like i lost my trail
not looking back at the times i failed
high school was just the tipping scale
i break your house with a single nail
goofy n-ggas always telling tales
i’m standing tall and i will prevail
manifesting near a wishing well
i could’ve joined the f-cking nfl-
(ah, f-ck!)

[spoken: lukaz]
i could’ve been a cornerback for the philadelphia eagles or some sh-t, y’know what i mean?
or new york giants, y’know what i mean? like, some simple sh-t, y’know?
(run it back! run it back, run it back, run it back)
look

[verse 1: lukaz]
this verse is like a spike lee joint, i could’ve made jungle fever
smoking weed, dancing to selena
taking steps, like i lost my trail
not looking back at the times i failed
high school was just the tipping scale
i break your house with a single nail
goofy n-ggas always telling tales
i’m standing tall and i will prevail
manifesting near a wishing well
i could’ve joined the f-ckin’ nfl
i hit your n-gga with a diamond cutter
sh-t was smooth, like i bought some b-tter
honestly, i prefer olive oil
i had this album sitting in the soil
i celebrate it with a crab boil
[verse 2: hammond preacher]
nights like these, make me glad to be alive
i was ten toes and like, two feet under denial
six feet under the ground and unreliable
i’m unrelied, pondering alone over dijon, drinks, cherry pie
new people in my lane and in my presence
new feelings that i question, who’s slighting me next?
microphones pick up half of the text
the other one goes straight out the barrel, into a chest, lockboxing
i considered picking up boxing
usps shipped me some gloves and a bag
told my bro he needs half
hit myself so hard, pushing blood straight to my hands
focusing on my heart, i’m in control of the master plan
look, big flexin’ all over the place
i hurt my friends, i ain’t showing my face, never open again
carry on when i’m over the ridge, or gone miss
never been closer to this, that made me want it
life ever-changing, i’m practicing my ways
and i’m losing h-lla patience, but i will never stay here

[verse 3: lukaz]
congratulations, your boy just found a pot of gold
i got the midas touch, i crush that sh-t to dust
i always come in clutch, switching and drifting
n-ggas mad we always come around when we spinning, spinning
we going ballistic, minding our business
i diss every villain, sh-t was never that subtle
i don’t need your reb-ttal, n-ggas always in trouble
glad i got out of that bubble, it was a crazy struggle
but i got out of that tunnel, i made it home to my folks then
i’m so used to n-ggas always be ghosting
but i’m tired of telling n-ggas my life, man
one day, i’ll settle down for the night, man
for the night, man, i’ll be alright then
[outro: hammond preacher]
we all gon’ be okay, you know
even if it looks bad right now, it could all change in like, one second, for real
(pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pre- pretty- pretty- pretttyy b-tch)
yeah, yeahhhh- that’s the album
hope y’all enjoyed, we’re just tryna have fun
life’s too short to not go a little crazy, y’know?
gaptoothlukaz, hp, yup!

- gaptoothlukaz

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