letra de contradiction - qualls
[verse 1]
baby, i just need the half rich
d-mn
look, call it what you want, what do n-ggas make on average?
d-mn
’round 17 in class, i was lookin’ at this bad b-tch like, d-mn
got a waist’ll make a young n-gga chasin’ the lashes
uh
chatt ain’t never had this
long way from home and they ask me what the path is
know the answer but don’t wanna tell the masses
come from doctor, so a lotta expectations kinda weighin’
occupation make ’em all lower glasses
are you sure?
yes, n-gga, i need whole last name
couple chains on the tour
lil’ mane-mane double-bagged in the store
with a lil’ sag ’cause he ain’t never had it before
pack my sh-t up, head to georgia
gsu bound, did it for us
backseat packed out, silver focus
still i pushed it like a rover
still ain’t told her
got ’bout four months
mind ain’t made up, chip on shoulder
application and diploma
right around the f-ckin’ corner
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[hook: qualls]
feelin’ like
like a contradiction
feelin’ like
like somethin’ missin’
kinda feelin’ like
you won’t get decision
kinda feelin’ like
kinda feelin’ like a—
uh
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[verse 2]
feelin’ like a fish outta water for starters
sicker like my last name carter
ain’t no ceilings when you got no blueprint to follow
roll up the pack, then hop in impala
blastin’
gassin’ if n-ggas askin’
but gotta chill forcin’ image of n-ggas rappin’
’cause the grades is slackin’
miss my final classes
spent half—nah, f-ck it—’bout the whole refund on fashion
must’ve thought a n-gga was jackson
but this ain’t it, ain’t got no hits
hangin’ to a yachty show, ain’t did none since
but still a n-gga actin’ hard, ain’t tryna show a n-gga still on fence
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[hook: qualls]
feelin’ like
like a contradiction
feelin’ like
like somethin’ missin’
kinda feelin’ like
you won’t get decision
kinda feelin’ like
kinda feelin’ like a—
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[post-hook: sh-lldhn & 2’live bre]
feelin’ like
feelin’ like
feelin’ like
feelin’ like
feelin’ like
feelin’ like
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[verse 3: qualls]
boy, i been found answers
benediction
life feel like it wrecked out the recognition
and my shows have no comps ’cause they competition
and i’m antisocial
where i’m at?
don’t mention
i’m master p, but i had no limits
my sweat, my soul, that’s wine and spirit
when i play things smart, i don’t call on siri
i call on god when i get weary
and i’m standin’ still ’cause i feel between
the place where i go and where i used to be
my feelings inside on quarantine
ain’t blockin’ my light tryna cop some screens
write this down for you to marinate
i see the picture clear, so they speculate
never sold my soul, let’s celebrate
sometimes to get the emmy, gotta emigrate
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[outro: qualls]
sh-t, i’m tryna be the man
sh-t, i’m tryna be the man
all i’m needin’ is a chance
sh-t, i’m tryna be the man
sh-t, i’m tryna be the man
maybe cop a couple bans
one day i’ma be the man
i’ma have a couple fans
tired of watchin’ from the stands
one day i’ma be the man
get my family out the jam
put your fingers in the sand
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