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lundeen - crayola lyrics

[hook: lundeen]

i ain’t been to my house in 3 weeks
i’ve been on the road making my cheese
they taking pictures of me, got me like “cheese”
this the+
life i asked for so i don’t gotta preach

real nuggets in my zip like b+real
i treat my lady like a queen, picking up the bill
i just really want to know how real money feel
lets see how long deeno can go without signing a deal

[verse: lundeen]

i know some people that would rather see me k!lled
for chasing these silly dreams and finally moving out the field
i know, i know they want me on the shelf so don’t n0body see him
i got a list of people feeding me reasons to feel defeated

but i ain’t down with that sh+t
smoking doinks, dead bodies in my ash tray
when you’re working they gunna hate, you can ask trey
vodka in the water bottle 9th grade for christ sake they might pray
for my downfall but i’ve been ready for that sh+t
i’ve been letting it rip like beyblade since 10th grade
ship be sending beats then they get layed over
i do my “crayola” on that sh+t and send it back
[bridge: lundeen]

kids be hitting me like “play a track i heard that you rap”
“can you spit a freestyle right now? if you can’t you’re wack”
that sh+t make me laugh, but i didn’t
i was in the studio filling in gaps, this beat slaps that sh+t had me on my ass

[verse 2: lundeen]

my pen game stronger than a brian shaw grip
don’t stab my back, cut my leg on some “saw” sh+t
if you ever come to see me best be in the mosh pit
i put my all into this sh+t so i’m leaving exhausted
i’m trying to see all my non+believers like “ah sh+t”
“i guess deeno was right, i ain’t see that coming man”
made a lot of bets on myself to get to thumbing bands
but a lot of people i respect never got that chance

that’s what i mean when i’m saying “my people”
the ones that treated me as equal when i couldn’t see you
the ones that never payed attention to what i could be too
the ones that kept me looking up when i’m looking beneath you

[hook 2: lundeen]

i ain’t been to my house in 3 weeks
i’ve been on the road making my cheese
they taking pictures of me, got me like “cheese”
this the+
life i asked for so i don’t gotta preach
real nuggets in my zip like b+real
i treat my lady like a queen, picking up the bill
i just really want to know how real money feel
lets see how long deeno can go without signing a deal

- lundeen lyrics

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