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letra de around the world - mez

[intro: leon bridges]
this goes out to every southside around the world

[verse 1: mez]
we went to virginia to visit my cousins when i was like just a little table gangster
big cuz put me onto this new rapper, he had a song
man, i think the word was w-ngsta
guess i was one ’cause i ain’t never pop nothin’
i ain’t never trade words with opps none
i ain’t never had to dodge the cops none
shot ’em nine times, i ain’t been shot none
mm, i’m cool with w-ngsta
back to the sixth-grade sh-t i was on
had my momma old cell phone frontin’ like it’s on
me and lil’ cuz like to wrestle a lot
she a girl though, so i know the chest won’t the spot
but i play a little too rough when i’m hot
but she always know the sh-t to say that’ll get me that way
so l end up imitatin’ the rock
let a smack down on her candy a—, i can’t curse
end up accidentally throwin’ her head first
she cryin’, i’m like, “chill, chill, chill, chill, please, chill, chill, chill”
while all the white folks had a picture of lassie
n-gga had a picture of haile selassie
and good weed, only need one hit like cassie
my n-gga so white and the feds phone tap me
they think we all thugs, they be tryna slatt, slatt me
if you wanna make a bet that you think things could be better real soon
you gonna have to cash app me i think
[chorus: leon bridges]
can’t wait for the weekend
see the sunrise on the southside
kick it with my n-ggas
naive minds, summer of ’99
this goes out to every southside around the world
every southside around the world

[verse 2: mez]
momma took us shoppin’ at the outlets
that’s why i come back to school lookin’ like the plug
happy ’cause a bad lil’ b-tch in my algebra class come to school lookin’ like a drug
dipset dropped had all the little n-ggas ’round town plottin’ on lookin’ like a blood
beat a n-gga ass just to put him in the gang, man, they had self-hate lookin’ like it’s love
i ain’t never had no hate in my bones or my body ’bout a b-tch
school of hard knocks, n-ggas say they goin’ to the trunk to go and get your scholarship
and your homeboy’s soul got expelled, he ain’t really duck like platypus
least when he died, he was shinin’, man, them diamonds clear like scientologists
“get back, get back,” what the police yell on the dispatch
i don’t wanna die, i just wanna nextel chirp
i just wanna write songs, man, i wish that people knew me
i just want the girl from the mall in the camo pants to come right here, recruit me
baby, i can use one hunnid percent of that brain, percent of that brain like lucy

[chorus: leon bridges, leon bridges & mez]
can’t wait for the weekend
see the sunrise on the southside
kick it with my n-ggas
naive minds, summer of ’99
don’t ever forget that day
dez got jumped into the gang
white tee filled with blood stains
blame it on the lack of the presence of a man
t. jones doing all that she can, can

- mez

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