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letra de grateful for my opps - kiran the nomad

{jon swaii: intro}

pray i make it through this sh-t alive
even if i don’t, you know i tried
bleeding thru my shirt, i know it’s time
holdin, yeah, i gotta climb
never let my baby see me cry
only human
humor me just for a moment
momentary
gotta grab it, hold it
hopeless notice, that’s where beauty lies
we dying to live, i’m telling you let it go…breathe
you dying to live, i’m telling you let it go…breathe

{kiran the nomad: verse 1}

i look around and the dream isn’t really a dream
b-tches quick ton make a scene but it ain’t what it seems
manifest a couple things, now they label us kings
cus the flows on skates but the ice is so thin
hard to make it out the streets when the options is bleak
if i say it on a beat then you know that i mean it
i ain’t tde but n—- know there’s a reason

people gon’ change then people go with the seasons
left me in the winter, it was cold i was freezing
second abortion, phone calls ignored
and reputation distorted, blown out the water
i’m all alone here recording
tryna silence all the voices
come to terms with my choices
holding my horses, learning that patience important
fame isn’t gorgeous
i had to handle proportions
{kiran the nomad: verse 2}

i was 10 years old, told my momma i’d be famous
no fake streams or begging for a novelty playlist
the recipe philosophy, a sort of social socrates
where n—- see the beauty not the pain like a poppy seed
ain’t no rapper flattery cus can’t n0body copy me
broken in to pieces but this music still get all of me
cinnamon swallow me
sin again, father please
middle field soccer can he kick it with the gods
winning here is like winning the lottery
can’t come in with fear, steer clear it’ll swallow me
yaeygo on the beats look like gravy and collard greens
making a lot things
chasing a lot of dreams
take it as far as we can go baby, the waves gon’ take us to a lot of streams
lot of fake kings but the crown can’t be worn by em
f-ck who called it boy, they all dialed wrong
motherf-cka

{jon swalii}

pray i make it through this sh-t alive
even if i don’t, you know i tried
bleeding thru my shirt, i know it’s time
holdin, yeah, i gotta climb
never let my baby see me cry
only human
humor me just for a moment
momentary
gotta grab it, hold it
hopeless notice, that’s where beauty lies
i’m dying to live, i’m telling you let it go…breathe
you dying to live, i’m telling you let it go…breathe
{kiran the nomad: verse 3}

opps trippin cus is smiles on face
i feel the difference, peep the distance
know the time and the place
you look defensive, no offense
i need to shine
to be great
n0body in this iron fence, go choose a side there and stay
you gon’ stand up on the truth or you gon’ lie to my face?
i know some folks who could be fans but there’s still pride in the way
got my new sh-t doing numbers out here lottery playing
somebody ask me for the time, i said it’s time to be great
still excited bout the places that this confidence take me
still reminded i was cut off by a lot of these snakes
i been cooking they don’t like the way honesty tastes
it’s still i science, i get high and play mariah, she fire
i need that ass on thursday, posted. throw back
you is not no shoe in, if you don’t know where your soul at
white as terry crews future bright and very moving
and if lost in my head, i can find it in the music
grateful

{kiran the nomad: verse 4}

i’m just grateful for my opps
they won’t ever see me stop
them n—– zay, he like rashad
say he barely ever a drop
i’m the head n—- in charge
life is lemonade large
and i need that on rocks
ice cold lemme pop
you ain’t never see me fighting, you gon know it, i’m f-ckin’
some people don’t like me cuz i ain’t afraid to touch on any subject
i had friends turn to enemies
joy turns jealousy
it’s like i gave em wings and they trippin’ off the salary
play me on the socials but don’t play me recording
i ain’t even in new york but i hate swalii in the morning
i know there’s someone out there crying, you trans make it to morning
i know the feeling, keep on fighting, just be patient don’t force it
i’m feeling fortunate and blessed here
party drop next year
my love will take me further but the hate has helped me get here
maybe this is destiny, definitely is god
thanksgiving when this drop
man i’m grateful for my opps

- kiran the nomad

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