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letra de 4 some1 - mental k

[intro]
(looking for someone)
it’s only right loco (looking for someone)
i don’t really hear too many people rap like this
aight

[verse 1]
even non-believers gon’ believe me
cah my name was ringin’ bells way before a retweet (way back)
intent to supply before my cd
ran off with some bujj and i just got myself a freebie
i was young, listening to “you’re not greazy”
funny how i started draggin’ man out their tt (oi, get out)
me, k man and zd
on the opp block again, it feels like a repeat
i can’t do another thousand days of re-p (i can’t)
they locked me up like my kids didn’t need me
kmt, seven days a week, on repeat
tv shows on repeat
had the opps on [?] (oh sh-t)
‘015, it was “free me” (free me)
‘018, man, they freed me (i’m home)
way before i got my bird, fam, they couldn’t freebie
and all now, i’ve been a year home, they still ain’t freed b (free buzz)
grimes got a ten with a guilty (he’s home)
el trapo got a twelve, that was filthy (free ’em)
any weapon formed against me can’t k!ll me
before they k— me, i gotta make a mil b (switch it)
roll back of my school days
truant in classes, i used to hate school days (i used to hate it)
you was chasin’ girls, playin’ kiss chase (b-tch boy)
i was in a madness, no mixtape (let’s get it)
now the packs come in mix tapes
shoulda been his face, he caught a chest shot by mistake (brrr)
sweet one with a thick shape
slim rib cage, eatin’ lobster and some grilled steak
[chorus]
i’m lookin’ for somethin’
i’on know what i’m lookin’ for
in a world full of crooked foes
it ain’t the fame what i’m lookin’ for
in the kitchen, can you smell who’s cookin’ raw?

[verse 2]
the block hogger
heartbreak kid and a showstopper
really in the field like a grasshopper
uptown shopper
shoppin’ with the arabs in lv
in lv, splashin’ racks in harrods
throwin’ pennies in a pond, i was wishin’ on a wish
wishin’ to get rich while you was wishin’ on a b-tch
i was wishin’ on a helpin’ hand to help me out this ditch
and i started servin’ hand to hand, servin’ on the strip
has your belly ever rumbled? you got nothin’ in your fridge
you’re steppin’ out your crib and the hallway smells of p-ss
that never stopped the n-ggas chillin’ there, smokin’ spliffs
yo, this is the life that we’ve lived
now it’s kids havin’ kids, kids with no fathers
i tell you firsthand about these baby mother dramas
karma after karma
saga after saga
[chorus]
i’m lookin’ for somethin’
i’on know what i’m lookin’ for
in a world full of crooked foes
it ain’t the fame what i’m lookin’ for
in the kitchen, can you smell who’s cookin’ raw?

[outro]
(looking for someone)
when you was lookin’ for someone, i appeared
(looking for someone)
when i was lookin’ for someone, you disappeared
(looking for someone)
when i was lookin’ for someone, you appeared
(looking for someone)
when you was lookin’ for someone, i disappeared
(looking for someone)
(looking for someone)
(looking for someone)
(looking for someone)

- mental k

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