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letra de 10000 hours - heyitsluka

[intro]
yeah
who tells a motherf-cking king to stop being a king
you must be f-cking stupid

[verse 1]
hey motherf-cker you hate the way that you do
cuz you ain’t me and i ain’t you
you too weak to make moves
i say f-ck rules i need a deep pool
i need a fast car like nascar
and a big backyard and a black card
everybody wanna act hard, half smart
be a rap star but they don’t even have heart
that’s the most important part
that’s the most important sh-t
i know so many p-ss-es
drop one song and, that’s it
then quit, they didn’t even try
they didn’t even put in hours at a time
ha, i did, hi kids, you quit
i didn’t, now my life’s this
yeah, get that sh-t out my face, yeah
i’m in a whole different place, yeah
they play my songs all year long
every country, every state, yeah
making money by the case, yeah
tell me how that envy taste, yeah
made the game a f-cking wasteland
moving like i’m on a racetrack
i’m a needle in a haystack
i stay winning and they hate that
all i do is be myself and state facts
been like this since i was six that’s way back
everyone whos challenging me just gets smacked
and anyone who they think is dope is probably whack
platinum plaques get sn-tched when i drop tracks
i kept rap-in-my-head like an arab
get stuck in your head like a drake track
too stuck in your head and you hate that
shoulda been a mother f-cking hat or a wave cap
left my hometown broke then i came back
in a maybach with a big bag of money
and a big crowd of honeys and i think it’s kind of funny
how you hated and i didn’t, i’m the only one that did it
like d-mn
people keep talking that, i send them walking back
cuz they don’t know what they barking at
have you heard i’m the sh-t from the stars and back
i’ve been a king since i started rap
got the flow causing heart attacks
from the bar and back, i’m cardiac
put my heart in tracks, stay far from whack
yall f-cked up rap but imma bring it back
yeah

[bridge]
you behind in a line
full of b-tches of your kind
no mind, no grind, so blind
no time to shine, you died inside
and try to k!ll who strives
but we don’t pay no mind
cuz i believe in god
and i know i ain’t lying

[chorus]
way, way past ten thousand hours
i got a lot of power
my face on every browser
i’m making money showers
leaving tongues tasting sour
can’t see me from that tower
you’d think i sold that powder
i’m taking money showers
way, way past ten thousand hours
i got a lot of power
my face on every browser
i’m making money showers
leaving tongues tasting sour
can’t see me from that tower
you’d think i sold that powder
i’m taking money showers
i’m taking money showers

[outro]
what are you doing?
are you still on that couch?
yeah

- heyitsluka

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