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jame x lowd – la ronde lyrics

verse 1 [lowd]

hoppin’ on my couch making business for greatness
i need the money on the top i ain’t using the gravy
i’m mixing ‘methazine in my sprite it’s gettin’ all wavy
my flow is like a wave, i ain’t part of the navy

i’m mixin’ drugs and my feelings, gettin’ tight like dababy
i got the benzos in my pocket ain’t been feeling sh-t lately
i’m rapping ’bout my dreams at night
so my voice’s getting shaky
and my mind is getting lazy
and my whole life is a maybe
so i got a tunnel vision and i calibrate it daily
i don’t like to talk about it but i came from the apartments
now i’m pumping up my fuel i got no reason to be stopping
now i’m bouncin’ in the 4, heads bumping and they throbbin’
running in the alley i can hear them dogs barkin’
and my brothers ain’t been robbin’, all they do is scam banks
so i make my money then i deposit between the planks in my bed
tumblin’ on this mental hill and i don’t have a sled

slipping on this ice
i don’t like to talk nice
intruder at the house i started flashing lights
buildin’ mentally until i die is what i told myself
so i seize my opportunities, made it with some help
with my dawgs in the heaven gato gang itself
so i’m hittin’ all these keys, i ain’t talking dell
sittin’ on my couch, smelling different planets
diamond t–th, bugs bunny chewin’ on these carats, (what’s up doc’)

they were focused on the money, i was stuck inside my sport
and my spine bailed on me, i ain’t talkin’ bout no court
my mental getting sharp and i ain’t talking bout no sword
monopoly game livin’ getting bored

verse 2 [jame]
it was a race until we ran it up (run that sh-t)
make the gang holy like a synagogue, (synagogue)
now we playing shows and we’re running up the plays
and it didn’t take us long and they thought we couldn’t notice
but the simples aren’t f-cking with the young bucks
staying lowkey, but we’re still on the block like an ice cream truck
maybe they jealous of the direction in they feelings, sentimental
i can’t really be a help
at the end of the day, i’m doing me
cause you’re bound to lose some people if you tryna chase your dreams
and i know it’s boutta happen so i’m coping with the fact that with the fortune come the fame
everybody want a piece
but there’s hardly any room on the route for anybody but me
funny how some people never change, you just didn’t see
funny how you walk around and see ’em in their costumes when it isn’t halloween
i’ll be countin’ up my paper like a money machine
i’m gonna mind my biz
and i know it’s all gon’ work out turn the stu into a chip
when the time comes
when the pressure’s all on
someone’s gotta take a shot, tell ’em give me that sh-t

- jame x lowd lyrics

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