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letra de i still miss mac - kvilan

[verse 1]
if your heart not racing then you not dream chasing
i’m coming for the cake, yeah i’m coming for the bacon
open up the oven, bring the heat, yeah i’m baking
cooking on the stove, throw some steaks in
i’m raising the steaks, a whole butcher on a pedestal
i got the good grades this sh-t is medical, way too impeccable
my life feel the hardest, this sh-t concrete
been tryna tell you i’m an artist but y’all don’t believe
young millennial so i just tweet
the planet getting k!lled so the birds won’t peep
we all just sheep, i ain’t the black
or the white one, matter fact i’m blue
getting tan from the bright sun, striking sh-t like lightning
i give less f-cks than a tight nun
two things i’m worried bout, the hundreds and the billions
i’m all up in the tupperware since i’m out my feelings
dwelling in the catacombs, i’m tryna see some ceilings
i’m taking what i want and i’m taking what’s mine
y’all last like six seconds old boy this not a vine
peaking like i’m reaching the top, y’all n-ggas probably want me to flop
but nah i’d rather flip faucet been leaking
that means i’ve been had the drip but i’m swinging
moving with my eyes closed asking bout the flow
sh-t is way too hydro, i’m fly though
yeah

[verse 2]
i’m walking on my path, just reaping what i’m sewing
attitude for altitude, my middle name is boeing
and the wings speedy, my pockets too greedy
and yes darling, got enough to feed the needy
i’m the robin hood of hispaniola
used to rap it in small text, this sh-t way bolder, hold up
you can get your sh-t rocked, i move mountains and boulders
i gotta get the paper like the emptiest folders
beast coast that’s right i said it
and my only job is making sure you don’t forget it
o’s, that’s where the bank accounts headed
honda at the gas station, sh-t is unleaded
turn it to mclaren, with the music blaring
burning down the street yelling bout how i ain’t caring
nah

[bridge]
oh the switch up, aye, aye, aye
okay, okay, yo, rap diablo?

[verse 3]
yall be stacking, i’m aiming for the highest tax bracket
and enough jackets to stay hot, whenever jack frost snapping
don’t get caught lacking, i’ma get caught napping
cause too long i’ve been slept on, like your moms mattress
don’t ask about the bags on my eyes because they gucci
i been had the sauce, the recipe, like bertucci
been losing track of my tracks since i was tryna get stacks
but this music is crack, like the noise when broken bones set, you hear the snap
i just wanna help the world but, i think they hate me
some days i wanna pull a trigger first, f-ck a safety
yeah the hair blonde but i ain’t goldilocks
upgrading everything, not even the photo stock
kvilan where you been all summer?
well, guess i been kicking it, like the drummer
my shoes a little creased, but they keep me grounded
i’m in love with the abstract, the real world is surrounded
by the naysayers and the game players
and the b-tton pushers and too many haters
i’ve been on a hiatus, lost control of my decisions
my life was on autopilot, now, i’m back on a mission
i’m tryna fix my condition, anxiety don’t got remission
so i stay in rap’s kitchen
the universe been feeling weird, i feel like all i got is me
and my strong belief, i got faith i will succeed

- kvilan

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