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letra de mi goreng - ijale

mi goreng lyrics
[intro]
yeah, mmm
oh my gosh
yeah, ayy

[chorus]
missed the bus, i’m walkin’ home in the rain
gettin’ h-lla love when i’m on the stage
makin’ bookings still live on mi goreng
signin’ deals and still i’m hoppin’ the train
open heart, spill it all on the page
then open for rappers with nothin’ to say
f-ck it, know that i’m great
life is a funny thing, d-mn
sh-t was live, i just f-cked up a show
but now i’m stranded, i got nowhere to go
money’s comin’ but it’s comin’ in slow
gettin’ dizzy from the highs and the lows
strange women tryna hop on the pole
but i find it hard with someone i don’t know
f-ck it i’m still on the road
life is a funny thing, yеah

[verse 1]
ayy, i just broke up with my girl
left the crib and movеd back with my dad
that was a h-ll of an l, now i’m mowin’ the lawn
like i’m twelve and need cash, sh-t
sh-t, shot to my ego
really i’m k!llin’ it wherever we go
sometimes it’s feelin’ like got the cheat code
but right now my life is a see-saw
i sit tight, i hold on
i t–ter, i free-fall
sometimes i feel like an ass, ee-aw
other times, it’s like nothin’ is better
i’m closer to things i’ve been wantin’ forever and ever
but the moment will fl!cker and dissipate
give way to the disarray quick as it came
i know i shouldn’t complain
that’s just how sh-t go
when you’re doin’ your thing, huh
[pre-chorus]
turbulence got me woozy
last year was a doozy
thought my plan was foolproof
fine print had me screwed, ooh
had me lookin’ brand new
i had control had then boom, cool
loud pop then i drop
life as knew it is not

[chorus]
missed the bus, i’m walkin’ home in the rain
gettin’ h-lla love when i’m on the stage
makin’ bookings, still live on mi goreng
signin’ deals and still i’m hoppin’ the train
open heart, i spill it all on the page
then open for rappers with nothin’ to say
f-ck it, i know that i’m great
life is a funny thing, d-mn
the radius short in my circle of ones
we shoulder to shoulder like we in a scrum
haters got the nerve to look at me dumb
talk to me wild and your bell gettin’ rung
makin’ my way out a h-ll of a slump
but i do it all still a master of none
mamma’s still proud of her son
life is a funny thing, yeah
[verse 2]
ayy, i know got options to pick and choose
but i’m makin’ sh-t knock when i’m in the stu’
light on my feet, how i stick and move
can’t stay long, got sh-t to do
barely treadin’ water like i’m in the pool
but my heads held high like i’m fit to rule
yeah, i’m regal with the style
still sleep on couches
shouts to the fam
leave the back door open
tabasco flows
yeah, i’m hot boy saucin’
how am i takin’ this many losses?
stickin’ out my neck like a ostrich
for those who ain’t deservin’ of the offerin’
i gave ’em a lift when the traffic was thick
left a knife in my back and some wrappers and sh-t on the seat
now i only lift one finger whenever these f-ck boys ask sh-t of me, uh

[outro]
turbulence got me woozy
last year was a doozy
thought my plan was foolproof
fine print had me screwed, ooh
had me looking brand new
had control had then boom, cool
loud pop then i drop, ayy
life as i knew it is not

- ijale

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