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letra de what its like - youngboixander

what its like lyrics
[chorus 1:youngboixander]
i bet you wish you knew
what it’s like
a day in the life
you know i’m right
your a fan ho
go stand in line
look at you
mad cause i’m alive

[verse 1:youngboixander]
why you so obsessed with me
get the cameras out of my face
have the pigs start arresting people
why yo car outside of my place
i’ll get a restraining order
these fans getting way to invasive
i got some bois lookin like swat
they’ll air it out with choppas and blades
i do not rock with bums
they creep me out
i’d rather rock some mcqueens
that cost yo allowance
fit it with rick owen pants
leather coat from raf simons
a shirt from givenchy
the belt came from hermes
you wanna be me so bad lil bih
i might just send you a snippet
so you can release it your self
and make people think that you did it
to got get your views up
maybe it’ll even make some attention
who am i kidding
anything i do
make h-lla publicity

[chorus:youngboixander]
i bet you wish you knew
what it’s like
a day in the life
i know i’m right
your a fan ho
go stand in line
look at you
mad cause i’m alive

[verse 2:youngboixander]
you were uninvited from the guest list
you lucky that’s the worst i did
you done tried to steal my fo’ necklace
i could’ve jumped yo spot
and left you breathless
you say i won’t make it
now i just want you to see
my rich and wealthy ass
as i skirt off the scene
in some felon orange mclaren
even the tires gon speak
to yo bum whack trash ass
lurkin on the street
homie i ain’t got no time today
look at the wrist
got another deal to sign today
gotta cash them checks
then talk to pr bout the
sh-t i say
whatever that means
and oh by the way
i meant to tell you
we ain’t friends
you just a fan

[chorus:youngboixander]
i bet you wish you knew
what it’s like
a day in the life
i know i’m right
your a fan ho
go stand in line
look at you
mad cause i’m alive

[verse 3:youngboixander]
this could get ugly b-tch real quick
i got people you don’t wanna deal wit
ho i done got my ass a whole army
you done got yo dumb ass a lil village
my fleet filled with murders
bill printers arms dealers drug dealers
you got yo team full of lil kids
lemme just call up my contacts
on the tarmac already have
k!lled a b-tch
i’m talkin south of the border
vatos wit choppas
in tahoes made chevrolet
blacked out suburbans
some cadillac escalades
i don’t even know how they made it through customs and tsa
cause i know they bringin in h-lla blades
and you know what my tía say
b-tch you don’t know me
and that stays true as h-ll till this day
i’m pushin that sh-t pharmaceutical
i just made yo b-tch __ with my cuticle
i always hear you and friends talkin bout me
wit they phones out flash on videos
photographin my every move
cam recorders pointed at me like movie ho
you dream about sh-t that i always do
then ask
if your cool enough
that’s how i really know

[chorus:youngboixander]
i bet you wish you knew
what it’s like
a day in the life
you know i’m right
your a fan ho
go stand in line
look at you
mad cause i’m alive

- youngboixander

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