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letra de shut up - pat g

[chorus: pat g] x4
who am i kidding
who am i fooling
when they be like
‘shut up pat g’
and i stay coolin’

[verse 1: pat g]
what type of man will i be when they tell me to stop
you’ll just have to wait and see til my name is on top
summarize my story, let me tell you the plot
for the highest degree, made sure my sh-t’s always hot
word is bond, f-ck the world til i’m gone
fully charged and i’m on, we can journey beyond
the limits that they’re leaving
still my people perceiving that as the end
follow no trend and in myself i’m believing
might even be appeasing, sh-t, this my first season
after the pilot i’m teasing, why to watch, here’s the reason
kept my k!lling on the track his rap was wack and now you’re greaving
throw this pressure off my back so words attack
(huh)
i’m breathing

[chorus]

[verse 2: pat g]
critique myself more than anybody else
with the knowledge i sell we ain’t taking no l’s
with this tree that i sell might end up in jail
my mind’s already a cell, this depression is h-ll
well when i’m high as the ceiling it sinks that treacherous feeling
doubt they know that i’m dealing because my raps are concealing
every feeling of doubt, let me tell you about
how they’re stealing many millions, maybe billions as i count
the emotions of my peers still running from fears
spend some years just to be left in tears
still looking for cheers, sounding sad but sincere
that check didn’t clear, now this disease is severe
less money more problems so i spend my time and solve ’em
load the gun and revolve ’em but that’ll never resolve ’em
i’ll take mine and evolve ’em with the boom bap b-ss
lining up for the race, there’s no way to replace me
with a typical mc, they say time is money
so i spend mine with honies that’ll never be hungry
for my chips, let me move my lips and explain
it’ll be a few years until i’m sipping champagne
but when i get in that lane, we’ll be tripping to spain
making movies on my plane, how could we complain?
every word from my brain goes from the page to the stage
without a working wage how could people engage
in society, supply the needy that’s the new plague
if you look and see what we can be your mind had no cage
despite my age i’m spitting facts on these tracks
with the rage on the mic, you know i’ll never relax

[chorus]

- pat g

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