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letra de denim - pachethakid

in my eyes you know the sun be lookin bright yeah
and i’m hoping that my future lookin like that
thought it took some guts just to jump off the life raft
little did i know i’d also ditch the life jacket
in my eyes you know the sun be lookin bright yeah
and i’m hoping that my future lookin like that
thought it took some guts just to jump off the life raft
little did i know i’d also ditch the life jacket

wakin up in my denim shirt
thinking i need some dinner
this chica tryna flirt
bible call me a sinner
social call me a winner
brudhas say ooh k!ll ‘em
i just get back to work, work
and i ain’t gon half -ss it
and i woke up to rap practice
fell asleep in my dads casket
my body be backpacking
my soul it been backtracking
all the homies are pants saggin
the po-po manstackin
so the homeless are ransacking
these rules i been breakin’ (ya)
these plans i been makin’ (ya)
your fans i be takin’ (ya)
these fights they be fakin’ (ya world star!)
rappers acting tough till they hands is cuffed
like an ambulance i don’t roll with bums
all i need is the sun
used to want the moon, but i woke like i’m ‘posed to, yeah we shows up
hopped up in the ocean cause i started rican worse than costa
always working while these other rappers tryna load up, always poed up pourin lean in they soda, coppin preme n poppin rona’s, then they hoe then they blow up, then they blow up then glow up (glow up ooh)
sipping tea while i chat with bees underneath a cherry tree
feelin cool, like the ocean breeze
overseas is where i’ll head too
take over the world with these raps from my bedroom
hoping that the heavens got some headroom
so when i get fly i’ll just sit up the sky, lookin down sell my crown so that one day i could bless you

now the vision might be looking kinda blurry
everybody watching so i’m trying not to worry
only got one shot but ima shoot it like i’m curry
and my curly head might take your girly

all my friends are getting too high
feelin’ sick just like the flu i don know what to do i
don’t know to deal, i been real, i been kilt, i been there, i done that, welcoming people even more than your front door mat
so hold that and run
hold back yo gun
the devil ain’t fun (the devil ain’t fun)
all of these b-tches they talking their sh-t ‘cause they wanna be something like c’mon
all of these rappers been sayin’ the same thing over and over like autism
everybody wanna be somethin different
but if everybody’s different than what really is different?
i’m just sitting here, tunnel vision, cook in my kitchen
trusting god that today he gon’ put some food on my dishes
yeah moontapes took time
but i stayed up all night
like your girl at a rave i just stayed on my grind
i’ve been walking train tracks, same ol’ pair of chucks
need some lovin’ on the floor catch me cuddling pups
man they preaching ‘bout their guns and the funds that they get when they buy a private jet and another jewelry set
bruh i get paid that d-mn much know what i’m gonna do?
pay my sister tuition and maybe sponsor a zoo (so what’s up)

- pachethakid

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