lirik lagu chestnut – shyheim n.
[verse 1]
s-xtus to lucretia to n-ggas pointing nails up at the youth that’s banging heaters for the sh-t up in the meters
ain’t no “good boy” to a boy darker than okiku, just “oh well, sh-ll”, know that boy evil
streets showed love though, like guandisimo to wanda, when no heart emojis typed by the cosmos
fetti got bipolar disorder, like he just outta order, don’t try to treat it, just say fix the nozzle
bottle up these feelings and i’ll bust on n-ggas like a carbonation rush
the aqueducts will bust and family don’t say much
not to mention oklahoma’s poverty rate, 17 percent ain’t got no cents to keep the leaves raked
he fake, follow trends just like a statistician, he see his homie itching, then he gotta grab the smith n’
but ain’t thought about his feelings, probably neglected in his home, all alone, need to feel admitted
i feel it, middle school was no lays with the double ham
more like charlotte, had me caught up in a web
picked on everyday, these n-ggas always tried to catch my fade
ready to scr-p, i had that work like el tigre
life ain’t easy, for a young black kiume, that’s why he like arthroscopy, needy
not always explicitly, but peeling caps up in the streets, a bag of trail mix that they forgot to eat
[hook]
ain’t no table for me cuz i don’t belong
call me chestnut, call me chestnut
ain’t no table for me cuz i don’t belong
call me chestnut, call me chestnut[sings]
always on the road, tryna make the money long
call me chestnut, call me chestnut
always on the road, tryna make the money long
call me chestnut, call me chestnut
[verse 2]
sorry if my mind scatter like i’m louis armstrong(oooo wee)
but, that’s how it is when you always feeling weak
growing up was bleak, i had to fortify iv like iron sheik
always called a freak, the son of sam, was always with the geeks
crying everyday, but something told me, “keep it lowkey”
dad always busy, mama back and forth from boley
never got to spend a day with keke in a sauna
first hood n-gga who ain’t close to his mama
f-ck that tho, i let the globe gift me with some girls so sunny, the skin need coppertone
no cameras shown, lotta -ssets, like b-tch, i’m grown, tryna swim in billions like i’m john malone
cuz i was raised where the laundry hang from the oak trees, ramen was our only feast, and had no electricity
kinda feeling like a batch of eggs catching hands from a whisk, cooked on a sk!llet, yea, kinda beat
cousin beat me till i looked like liv in izombie, truthfully, that was the threat that forced me in p-ssivity
said “shut the f-ck up”, ‘fore your tears make my tea
man, that’s bullsh-t
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