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letra de baaf (re-typed lyrics) - proxy g

[hook]

life is too short to be focused on good grades
the world gets expensive each and every day (aye!)
turning textbook pages won’t get you paid
one finger two words to the fake
f-ck school and chase passion before it fades
rarely people have jobs in this day
ironic how we build machines then get replaced by them

[verse 1]

i hope god finds it deep to answer my prayers
my ego keeps saying i should reach out to satan
i’m certain he would еnjoy my conversations
i’m shaken by how he offеrs to trade my dreams
how typical
n-gga approaches with a mission
one thing worse than being blind is having sight with no vision
i can’t be rapping about b-tches
i want riches
i thought i sold my soul but i don’t have any receipt
i need to be a celeb and get the fame
i plead to make it happen and bring change
i will get that cheese no other way
i know gawd d-mn well the best of me won’t be the same
i wanna conquer the rap game
they said i should break a leg
matter of fact bring these rappers i wanna amputate (aii)
they always say appreciate the pleasantry
knowing well that artists think that we after their money
f-ck that i just want y’all to acknowledge me
let me breathe as i share my story on the beat (yeah)
even though radios refuse to play that sh-t
fake hope we get from emails they send quick
can’t find the woman of my dreams cause i barely sleep
i…uh ignore the sh-t
voices in my head raise my n-gga needs
i should take initiative and be acquisitive
(let it breathe)

[verse 2]

question…
uh wassup with n-ggas?
you motherf-ckers disturb the hustle
no, you motherf-ckers been faking the struggle
no, you motherf-ckers been begging for handouts
you motherf-ckers talk guns but can’t grab one
now every ma’f-cker is ma’f-ckin gangsta
oh please
y’all gangsta till it’s time for gangsta sh-t
song is incomplete if they never f-ck no b-tch
and they blackout on medicine (yeah)
they lyrics are slogans for benylin (yeah)
don’t tell me to be patient with no prescription (aii)
if your life was a movie, wouldn’t watch the preview
true i hope that y’all never write, i mean
i just need to heal my pride
i mean commit less to suicide
i need to speak my mind

i just wanna be televised
radios limit the chance of me being recognized
rejecting my tracks saying submit online
knowing very well that they will never play my sh-t out live
story of my life
record labels sign you just to keep your craft
i’ll take that chance cause i’m broke and not famous
if things go south, dare me to join an occult
just in case they take masters, i take lives

cause these n-ggas too rich but they music too broke
talking sh-t with no value but your mouth is full of gold
make room for new talent man your sh-t is very old
while you try be all means to sound like j.cole
aii i guess it goes out to the rappers that you mimic
imagine sending them your track then after they steal it
imagine if i uh!… f-ck it
if i mention your name you wouldn’t do sh-t
(let it breathe)

- lyrics proxy g

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