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formerly len & wesdorp - len pack lyrics

[intro]
yeah
uh, dallas
formerly, ay
never took a shortcut on this path, thin line, short circuit on the dash
my pockets would hurt, came out of the dirt, but sh+t gon’ be perfect with this cash
no cap

[hook]
this ain’t no race b+tch i’m right where i’m ‘posed to be, out on the road
cut off relations with people who act like they close to me, don’t f+ck with a soul
ain’t no mistaking the people who hated are back cause they know my potential is gold
these reparations, i’m flexing it right in they face if i gotta but that ain’t the goal
smoking that len pack for the man i used to bе, i’m on a roll
they ask the price, i tеll ’em no, can’t sign with these labels that sh+t is a joke
tryna be nice, i gotta go, they watching my moves feel like i’m on parole
leaving me stranded well i’m tryna grow, surrounded by plants imma grind on my own
yeah

[verse]
sorry for the wait but it’s about the balance, i tried to give myself a challenge
shoutout to kobe he knew he saw talent, told giannis to win mvp he ain’t doubt it
they foul me, still get the bucket and count it, and 1… 2, 3, 4 biting my style
got your first dub in a while, time to make a dogpile
cause i been down for it, i’m on my way up, i tried to bring everyone with me
but feelings reciprocated ain’t the same, they talking while i’m staying busy
i’m a performer the latter can’t fathom a ladder, you moving in slow+mo, totem pole
stay at the bottom, i carved me a lane while you desperately fit in a role
they just be patiently waiting for someone to slip so they be the first to say gottem
everyone falling like dominos, fit a pattern and you gon’ be dropping ‘fore autumn
i know first hand you start from the bottom, but i been tryna get my golden ticket
all that you said i couldn’t do i did it, and then you start lighting my pack well b+tch i wasn’t finished
[breakdown]
i was just playing the cards that i was dealt, time for you to read ’em and weep
you jokers thought you could get one up on me, but i was just taking it easy
this is a gentlemen’s sweep, cause i was a fool i was nice cause i gave you a feat
you couldn’t give me a tweet, cause you were afraid cause i slaughtered you over that beat
i’m the better emcee, in fact i could take anybody who’s on your team
i’mma let you know, never paid for promo and i never paid for fake streams
who the f+ck is this kid, you calling yourself a king? well you wish your music was mid
cause this ain’t no fake beef, you wish you could escape me, i’m the one that you ain’t see

[hook]
this ain’t no race b+tch i’m right where i’m ‘posed to be, out on the road
cut off relations with people who act like they close to me, don’t f+ck with a soul
ain’t no mistaking the people who hated are back cause they know my potential is gold
these reparations, i’m flexing it right in they face if i gotta but that ain’t the goal
smoking that len pack for the man i used to be, i’m on a roll
they ask the price, i tell ’em no, can’t sign with these labels that sh+t is a joke
tryna be nice, i gotta go, they watching my moves feel like i’m on parole
leaving me stranded well i’m tryna grow, surrounded by plants imma grind on my own
yeah

- formerly len wesdorp lyrics

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