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a$ap twelvyy - pass the torch lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a day late and a dollar short
really think about it what a dollar cost
i wanna hire moms what i’m strivin’ for
what it take to make it, get a mazel tov
inspired by the people, wrote a monologue
everything in common, i’m a connoisseur
car catchin’ dust, i should drive it more
hooked on phonics to the commodores
i was on lacombe sellin’ tylenol
stayin’ out the county, it’s a commonwealth
focus on myself, gotta find myself
kept it in the frame, i should model more
fightin’ every battle, every scar a score
starin’ at the sony, watchin’ happy days
elden ring streamin’, had to stash the bladе
reddit thread list for my accolades
need a vacation likе the griswolds
middle of the summer and my fit fall
collectors kept callin’, i was p+ssed
nelly said it’s all in the wrist
where i’m from your best friend could be your pitfall
fortress at the pit stop, big dogs
glenn robinson, i’m all about the bucks
goodfella, martini in a tux
thirty+six o’s on the sixth floor
comme cardigan, hide the kevlar
thirty+six chambers to the fifth ward
out the window, broad man off the fifth floor
i’m the type to throw a hundred in the tip jar
bearbricks ’round the crib match the kaws
i could make a million off my flaws
buy mama love the house and do the chores
[chorus]
swimmin’ with the sharks, this feel like jaws
these haters on my d+ck, they gotta pause
defender by the fort, came up off a loss
rebel without a port, i taught a course, pass the torch

[verse 2]
comic book and guns, i look like thor
thunder on my side, i feel like dort
microdosin’ shroomies for the thoughts
dashin’ in the 6, i pull up sport
eatin’ with my hands, f+ck a fork
kids gotta eat, i’m tryna teach ’em how to leap
life’s a beach chair, i’m havin’ s+x on the beach
glock in my brief, margiela on my briefcase
sporty i’m a thieve, philly eatin’ cheesesteaks
mitch+ll with the ness, got my jordan’s off a eastbay
want the 17’s, the ones that come with the briefcase
she a cheap trick, tried to label me a cheapskate
runnin’ with the game like nat turner in a free state
richard pryor, funny, had to k!ll ’em with the free base
blockie from the akhis, somebody told me that they weed laced
my uncle watched the wire twice, now he think he weebay
family the only thing that matters in the house like i’m 3j

[chorus]
swimmin’ with the sharks this feel like jaws
these haters on my d+ck, they gotta pause
defender by the fort, came up off a loss
rebel without a port, i taught a course, pass the torch
[outro]
yo, yo
[?]
kids got to eat, the kids got to eat
the kids got to eat, the kids got to eat

- aap twelvyy lyrics

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