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letra de pdx - jordan fletcher

intro

ain’t this the sh-t that i’m awful for
n-gga f-ck the squad, can’t be apart of yours
blowin’ all that beef like a carnivore
this feel like ??? cause i keep a tab

no need to break a sweat for me
to get respect
call a couple ghouls and let them do the rest
you say your flow is blessed, my n-gga do your best
you tryna run with me
you runnin’ out of breath
and you can tell the city how i’m back up
but that’s probably cause a n-gga money driven
been a lot of n-ggas tellin’ tall tales
but too many of them been too small to get em

sh-t, these days
i’m too hot and cold
you could probably blame that on the portland in em
flow is obi-wan even annakin
and the irony is i ain’t force a n-gga

(chorus)
trеat these rappers likе foster kids
rarely ever pay attention to em
sayin’ words and my name jack
and i’m ashamed that i had to do it to em
last year i needed confirmation
this year its f-ckin interview
if i go to heaven or i go to h-ll
tell my mama that i’ll visit soon

northside made me dis way
from the streets, b-tch i’m authentic
give a f-ck bout, any dollar amount
cause the bigger picture need my dogs in it
max rise, going downtown
posted out front of the compound
sayin you lost, but you not found
how you feel lost in your own town?

-voice recording-

look, look
i-i don’t give a f-ck man
that n-gga jordan fletcher is nice bro
and it’s crazy how n-ggas just don’t talk about him
like, i feel like it’s bullsh-t
you know what i’m saying?
like, you know you see a n-gga ballin’ in the league
and he don’t get a contract?
that’s how i feel about this n-gga man, fo’ real

and they didn’t get the vision (no)
daddy ain’t come to visit (no)
made him a family and moved to like texas or cali
man, either way, he been missin’ sh-t
i’m salty i must admit it
wanna see a show? nah you gon’ pay admission just to cop a ticket
momma said don’t be condescending
been this way since i was a kid
a kid ain’t taking shots at the hoop i knew i was different (yeah i know)
from a lot of n-ggas they be tryna fit in
sick of being normal, look like i ain’t gifted
i don’t f-ckin get it
yo what the f-ck i’m listenin’
my mouth full of gold, so my diamonds glisten
all the nicest whips, with the baddest b-tches
callin carolina, throwin’ up my n-gga
drive a red mercedes just to wreck it n-gga (skrrt)

(chorus)
treat these rappers like foster kids
rarely ever pay attention to em
sayin’ words and my name jack
and i’m ashamed that i had to do it to em
last year i needed confirmation
this year it’s f-ckin interview
if i go to heaven or i go to h-ll
tell my mama that i’ll visit soon
-fade out-

- jordan fletcher

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