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letra de derozan - ray emmanuel

[part i]

[chorus]
okay, i ain’t got the time, i’m bein’ honest (yeah)
i don’t check my dms and i don’t read the comments (woo)
crib got a gate, they can’t even get inside it
catch me blastin’ love and happiness like, whatchu know about it? (yeah, ayy, ayy)
okay, jump out the whip, it’s italian, for real
my new shorty thick, she a stallion, for real
had to cop the drip, it’s a fountain, for real
your favorite rapper lost it, but i found it, for real

[verse 1]
yeah, you already knew that
they be fifty-deep, they see me like, “where your crew at?”
that boy look at me, hе was askin’ where his boo at
had to send thе addy to the crib, but you knew that
i’m in the back of the suburban goin’ crazy
‘member we was scramblin’ from 12, tom brady
now my life a movie, we gon’ film it on the daily
i ain’t got a chain ’cause the whip might end slavery
this a new era, no cap
they gon’ feel it from the trap to the map, yeah (okay)
i’m at the crib, far away from these n-ggas, back, back
lil’ n-gga, you ain’t got it like that, uh, let’s go
ayy, legendary rap goin’ on, it’s a fact (fact)
we gon’ bring it back, they ain’t doin’ it like that (nah)
all that sh-t is cap, n-ggas take a step back, uh
small town n-ggas, we gon’ put it on the map
[chorus]
okay, i ain’t got the time, i’m bein’ honest (yeah)
i don’t check my dms and i don’t read the comments (woo)
crib got a gate, they can’t even get inside it
catch me blastin’ love and happiness like, whatchu know about it? (ayy, whatchu know about it? ayy, ayy)
okay, jump out the whip, it’s italian, for real
my new shorty thick, she a stallion, for real
had to cop the drip, it’s a fountain, for real
your favorite rapper lost it, but i found it, for real

[interlude]
3, 2, 1…

[part ii]

[verse 2]
wonder whether one day when i be a better me, k!llin’ this sh-t, they might give me a felony
f-ck is you tellin’ me? yeah, i’m the sh-t, they like, “what is that smell on me?” yeah
got no respect for n-ggas, y’all be doin’ the most
since i ain’t never been the one for the boastin’
but, my n-gga, i admit that i am chosen
say less, demar like derozan (yeah)
i go back-to-back with it
ain’t no cap in my fitted
y’all don’t know how i did it
i don’t talk to police ’cause it ain’t no love for black n-ggas
can’t go trap for trap with us
don’t know what that’s about
she don’t wanna work out
she gon’ pay to get fitted
i’m the man of my city
give a d-mn if you feel it
f-ck ’em all if they judge
i don’t listen to critics
i been that n-gga since granddaddy died, yeah
really, that opened my eyes
they be like, “ray, don’t you know you so lucky?” ayy
you was not livin’ my life, okay
lately, this dark sh-t been hittin’ me, d-mn
really, my music the remedy, d-mn
n-gga, you gotta be kiddin’ me, d-mn
granny and mom in facilities, d-mn
lil’ n-ggas lookin’ up to me
i said “be yourself”, but they is my mini-me’s, d-mn
i want it all, nothin’ less, my
hunger, the shelter, the stress, can’t
settle for non’ but the best
lil’ hoe, i ain’t lucky, i’m blessed, b-tch
[outro]
i’m sorry. but the person you called has a voice mailbox that has not been set up yet. goodbye

- ray emmanuel

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