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letra de icon remix freestyle - token

what’cha call a prodigy living?
what the f-ck am i gonna do with all of these visions?
they sayin i’m next, i do not even listen
tell me something i ain’t already thinking, woah
’bout to make a movie independent, might get mark to produce it
i went from the trunk, to the car, now i’m moving
you lookin at the cusp of a large evolution
i get so much buzz that the narcs think i’m using
no wonder why their sons and their daughters abuse it
i get every drug in a part of my music
so, i don’t need a plug, my guitar is acoustic
uh, partly a fool, partly a nuisance
part group, part crew, partly abusive
part of you, my part’s through to move, and it’s only part one
my part two is stupid
i don’t even know. pull up to your town, but only for the show
never on the ground, cause all i do is float
they lookin around, like “where the f-ck he go?”
don’t ever try to compare, and only if you’re unaware
whether i’m on the plane home, or i’m on the plane out
i’m looking down on you from somewhere
i’m in m-ss but i call it m-ssacre
cause i’m ready for the brawls that occur
no, you ain’t with it, it don’t make you driven
just cause you dodge challengers
all amateurs
i know your day is coming
you’re looking up at the wrong calendar
full blown career, still finishing high school only to make mom happier
that is how i do it. look at all the motherf-ckers that i used to go to school with all pretending like they did support her when i was beginning, now they texting me on some advice on how to start a business
so i give them a p-n-s, suck a d-ck, and swallow it, and spit it out with repet-tion
baby they call it a little crazy, i call it ambitious
and my mama call it “let him do what he want cause he gon’ win it!”
i do it like i did it, beat it like it’s living
even if it isn’t, i eat it till i sh-t it
wrestle with a lion, tiger, cheetah and a buffalo
beat it ’till their neck is broke and feed it to my women
“speak it how i live it,” i might get it tatted on me, writtens on my arm like i’m cheating on my quizzes
leave it for the critics, i’m a jesus on a mission
when the demon isn’t sinning, it’s the deepest coalition
oh my god!
i pray that my god will pray for their god
wear my heart on my sleeve but i’ve been rocking a tank top
i’m an evil motherf-cker, i’ve been brainwashed
chain off, take off, can’t stop running when i beat your brakes off
cut that throat, i’ll be cool with a rendezvous
want that smoke, we could do what you wanna do, yeah!
ooh, let me differentiate a few, write these remixes in 30 minutes like “f-ck it, whatever, cool.”
they’re longer than your biggest song
i am not sh-tting on what you do
just literally speaking, they like a lot of me, and they like a little of you
so what’cha call a prodigy living? ever since i came home i haven’t been chillin
haven’t been timid
ever since i walked on water i haven’t been religious, haven’t been offended, it’s hard to do that. i move forward i do not move back
and you can learn from it, i don’t need to hear them talk about me
i just need to hear the possibility of it
i’m coming!

- token

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