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letra de young man sport - pinkus

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verse:

im waking up like i came outta h-ll
the day is fading, i’m separating
from all the stress in my cells
evading pressure that i’ve put on myself
elevating from the dirt that is hidden deeply under my sh-ll

i can’t retell all the feelings that i am feelin
and now they doubting if i’m real or if i’m really kiddin
they never thought that i would get it, but this was given
i’m like a manual, but automatically driven

from the beginning man the story stayed the same
dont need no fame when you know i got my dreams in aim
took no fo granted, but i took what i could claim, so to say
and thats the reason they keep chewing on my name

cause my brain is in work mode
even though im chill though
a weirdo but im real though
on my thrill flow
ain’t no way that i be stopping now cause i’m here though
i guess if you dont know it yet, you prolly will know

its so unheard
cause young pinkus got them words
in his head
out his mouth
all the p-ssion hes about
working out
he been steady on his m-th-f-cking route
through the heavy
through the doubts
and he still know what hes about

(yeah)

dont try to take me off the map
dont cut me slack, cause i ain’t about that
man i’m strapped like a seatbelt, im attached to the rap
its hard to stop me when im bringing that
old school back

(chorus)

verse:

i can’t believe how i’m living care free
thats a lie
but you know i’m gettin honeys like a bee
guaranteed, they diseased
yeah i’m making homies sneeze
cause this beat is chillier than winter breeze

thought about it, much much later
they couldn’t understand i’m the one to do it straighter
but if they do it good i man i know do it greater
cause im a playa they some ordinary player haters

ain’t no way that i could ever do it cheap
i bring the heat, nyc on the beat
yeah i’m deep, never leaking
man i’n rappin’ to i’m sleep
im thanking god cause my life is so f-cking sweet

(chorus)

verse:

now hold up
with all the cake i make em throw up
chilling now a need a little fill up in my foam cup
mather fact i keep it going till i’m weak
s’il vous plaît, mon chéri, i need some wine with all that cheese

yeah you see me
i make it look like it is easy
everywhere i go, put on a show
yeah believe me

yeah
and i be digging till im deep
you dont feel it than you gotta turn your cheek
you need jesus

yeah
i ain’t got time for no fling
dont try to tell me you had me when i expanded my dream
they didn’t f-ck with my scheme
but now knocking like they wanna get in
i play them suckas like they puppets in strings

i keep it real wide awake for a reason
while they snoozing on my empathy, pretending they sleeping
i promise man i ain’t gon sit around be weeping
cause i be in the club sippin’ bubbly all weekend

(chorus)

- pinkus

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