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lirik lagu badu incense – efil

little they knew, i was that strange kid since grade school
coconut water with my creative roots
told to go harder and yeah i’m staying true
auntie working marta, call that paying dues
we was staying in her bas*m*nt
10 bedrooms out in duluth, for the most part it was cool
just had to follow her rules
she used to argue with mom and then kicked us out, it was cool
had to grind hard living out the car for a few
had a rough start when we moved
think that was 08, now i’m straight so pardon my views
but not too many in the city having thoughts like i do
could take a walk in my shoes
size 15s swimming with the sharks in the pool
being far from a fool but i’m close to it
going stupid, getting lost in the booth
had went from drugs sparking my fuse to giving bars when i choose
for the stars when i shoot, why would i target these dudes
aim higher
honestly by the game i’m uninspired
knowing ain’t n0body like us so to write is an assignment
they gon judge me like simon, then get funny like comics
til it get ugly as i am
getting better with timing
to find the answer on why my daddy left me so now i’m just a b*st*rd
yeah lil shordy s*xy but no i cannot gas her
she gon have me sad in my feels like i’m sampha
i ain’t do my class work, they cut me off of fafsa
i was tryna master and get it mixed
wanted to fit in then i started losing interest
n*ggas actin weird, switching gears like the stick shift
smell like p*ssy, call it badu incense
i ride through windows tented
knowing it’s been a minute
roll like the wheels spinning
bills got my palm itching
not the pills
tweaking, what’s the real reason
still fiending, learned to deal with my demons
now this here is k!lla season
shout to camron
subwoofers slapping like a black mom
now i gotta tax yall
yesterdays price was the last call
and ain’t no more conversation, let a bag talk cuz
i done worked my ass off
need a blunt, scented candles and some bath bombs
used to chase after them girls in the phat farm
say she need a boyfriend, you need a lab dog
throw it like a fast ball cuz
i ain’t bending over backwards like crab walk
wanting me to hold her like shad moss
knowing she’s a runner, like that part
honda civic pull up on them b*tches
this is not a h*llcat or a trackhawk
i’m saying

- efil

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