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letra de bumps & bruises - wafflejax

bumps & bruises lyrics
[intro]
yuh, uh, look

[chorus]
i remember days i was lost in the soul
i remember days when your looks turned cold (yuh)
claim you my bro but you turned yo back
even the bulls switched on d rose (yuh)
i don’t wanna deal with this no more
can’t get the time back that you stole (nah)
i’ma just chill be in my zone
i’ma just chill be on my own (yuh)

[verse]
big-boi telling me “you could really do this”
“don’t go to college that sh-t is too stupid” (yuh)
“put that money into what you was doin'”
sh-t, leave the family lookin clueless (yuh)
sh-t, all these bumps and all these bruises (yuh)
sh-t, if i don’t start then i’m losin’ (uh)
sh-t, takin my shot ’cause i’m shootin’
hometown undеrdog they’ll be salutin’
uh, skinny as f-ck, but i’m eatin’
i’m making my bucks (yuh), i’m rеpeatin’
my standards are high so i never be reachin’
you talk all that sh-t, you don’t own what you preachin’ (nah)
i f-cked up, did u dirty
i f-cked up, came back, now you worried
if i’m on those games, if i’m being real
i’m down for you, girl, and that’s how i feel
(that’s how i feel)
[chorus]
i remember days i was lost in the soul
i remember days when your looks turned cold (okay)
claim you my bro but you turned yo back
even the bulls switched on d rose (yuh)
i don’t wanna deal with this no more
can’t get the time back that you stole (nah)
i’ma just chill be in my zone
i’ma just chill be on my own
(chill be on my own)

[post-chorus]
i’ma just chill be in my zone
i’ma just chill be in my zone
i’ma just chill be on my own
i’ma just chill be on my own

[outro: comethazine]
i’m light-skin, but i’ll do a n-gga in (that’s right)
i’ll fight him, up the pipe ‘fore i win
if i ain’t got a pipe, put the knife to his chin
let my-let my dog bite him, now, he lunch for the pit
in the mall buyin’ ice, on some broke n-gga sh-t (yeah)
5.56 split holes in your fit
mp-mp4 coupe, it blend in the wind (that’s right)
rich black n-gga in the skin that i’m in (yeah)
i’m light-skin, but i’ll do a n-gga in
i’ll fight him, up the pipe ‘fore i win
if i ain’t got a pipe, put the knife to his chin (that’s right)
let my-let my dog bite him, now, he lunch for the pit
in the mall buyin’ ice, on some broke n-gga sh-t
5.56 split holes in your fit (yeah)

- wafflejax

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