letra de brown & down freestyle - obed padilla
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[verse]
i’m the son of immigrants, my papa was a preacher man
don’t believe in accidents, the luck is just a game of chance
i used to sit up on them church pews and talk to god
the younger days, really wish i could turn back the clock
six in the mornin’, we was on the way to mowin’ lawns
that brown tenacity, we not cut from the same cloth
nowadays i got fools countin’ my money
if jesus was flippin’ tables over, how you think i’m comin’?
[outro]
i guess that don’t make me a loser, my baby
even though you’re gone
i guess that don’t make me a loser, my baby
’cause i was building castles in the sand
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