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letra de dreamin' big - giddens

i traded ghana for germany
haters come at me verbally
flippin’ burgers
while i’m findin’ ways to sip on this burgundy
droppin’ bombs like it’s ’43
change in the air
i’ll flip a coin on whatever
while life is givin’ me head
life is leavin’ you scared
sucker ni–a prepared
for the exposure that you always wanted
i’ll take you there
’cause when they compared this ni–a different in many ways
i’ll be dishin’ like it’s ribs, freddy hayes
all these b-tches want my d-ck so how it taste
but i don’t give a f-ck
unless my d-ck in double-a’s
i’m listed a troublemaker
gifted like young jamaica
skimmin’ my city
creatin’ paths to paper – yeah, uh
giddens the [?]
giddens the expat
giddens will flex that
as while i’m sippin’ on d’ussé wrappin’ this track up
i keep it cool and enjoy all of these extras, yah

i’m rappin’ for the weirdos
the troubled kids, the widow
those who made it without heroes
from starin’ out the window
to paper, pen, and pencil
to buildin’ on that temple

dreamin’ big, still dreamin’ big….
still dreamin’ big, still – ’cause i’ve been doin’ the same
keep movin’ the frame for the big picture
dreamin’ big, still dreamin’ big….
still dreamin’ big, still – ’cause i’ve been doin’ the same
keep movin’ the frame for the big picture

i’m giving ni–as food for thought
i’m the chef; dinner is served
my flow come like dishin’ dessert
i put in the work, i finish strong
call me the [?]
puttin’ germans back on the map
my haters have heard
keep playin’ the game like i was disturbed
life is scary like losin’ your purse
truth and your work
tell me what’s worse?
knew i was cursed
so now i’m countin’ my blessings
got my own business runnin’
y’all still learnin’ y’all lessons, uh
from dealin’ with the emptiness to fillin’ the blanks
from bein’ rejected by white people
and gettin’ sh-t from blacks
yo, i’m done with fittin’ in
i’m here to make this sh-t last

i’m rappin’ for the weirdos
the troubled kids, the widow
those who made it without heroes
from starin’ out the window
to paper, pen, and pencil
to buildin’ on that temple

- giddens

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