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letra de last laugh leverage (prod. yondo) - jarred kdj

[hook]
didn’t shake my hand when i walked in
but shook my hand, ‘fore i walked out
didn’t pay much attention back then
but you pay ‘lot of attention right now
what changed?

[verse 1]
is it this new praised perception
all great hallelujah (feign/fame) perfection
sh-t so pure, sure sounds invented to me
but the color (grey/grade) sure’s effective
what if i told you, half of the bad you’ve seen
s’less than a fraction of act, behind the scenes
would let me take it back, and still beliеve
or would you cut this song long before it’s complеte
then again what if i was you
seein’ all of these kids, fly by and through
no, “hi, goodbye…oh, hi, you blew?”
then again what if i was you
just a kid with a dream tryna to meet you dude
overreacting, sh-t who knew, over ecstatic
confused it for plastic, infused by the b-st-rds
who use acting as tactics, to get through to you
but mask the truth, so i’m left here asking you
do you package the havoc in laughing too?
use empathic antics to expand on the grandstand
when you don’t really give a d-mn, i’m not amused
get that sh-t away from me, anybody from my youth
take a step back, and another step back
let the real ones through
people who stood by me
before was understood
[post-verse 1]
make way, for those who stood by me
before i was understood

[hook]
didn’t shake my hand when i walked in
(no, b-tch you did not)
but shook my hand, ‘fore i walked out
(yeah, b-tch you did that)
didn’t pay much attention back then
(no, b-tch you did not)
but you pay ‘lot of attention right now
huh, why change?

[verse 2]
most who hate won’t like me anyway
hey, said won’t like me in any way
could alter my style, but after a while
all of your smiles become defaults
like the (fault’s/vaults) of a child
call it roof-protected
or someth’ like stay-in-your-room perspective
oh, anything to keep you jewels, from anything new
god be d-mned, if something happened to happen to
the view you used, through your youth as truth
don’t shake my hand, it’s cool my dude
but you can’t shake the act, that silver spoon imbued
into every little move, attaching you to your loot
gold tooth you’re capping, you slave for masses
said slave for masters, can’t take my masters
black platinum catalyst, but i know
white blow in this world hit faster highs
loose my sweet tooth in the booth
from the sour taste, after hours waitin’
asking’ how to pray, oh i’m lost, exiled out my brain
f-ck a smile today, so i try escape, runnin’ miles away
but i’m f-cking owl prey
you, recognize me in every room
that don’t mean, that i recognize you
but don’t real recognize real?
homie get a life, i’mma reconcile when i’m in the mood
[post-verse 2]
oh, don’t come close
if you don’t know me
don’t reach for my hand
if you

[verse 3]
wasn’t worth your time then, you’re not worth mine now
didn’t love me at my worst, somehow me at my best
brings the worst out of you, oh, funny how life turns around
relax, won’t expose your names, no
just know, i recall every statement that you’ve made
shepard it straight back to your face
not the date, or even the place vague
automatically saved

- jarred kdj

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