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nick marti - views you can't imagine lyrics

[intro]
(yeaaaaaaah, its nick marti… well nick marley
and i don’t need too much in life
tell em tell em tell em)

[hook]
all i need whats inside my sweet
numbs the pain from not living out my dreams
keeps my mind at ease
always thought the top is somewhere i should be
(somewhere i should be)
momma i’ma ball
keep rapping till my numbers called
never felt like i don’t belong
if you doing what you love, you ain’t doing nothing wrong at all
yeah you ain’t doing nothing wrong

[verse 1: nick marti]
now a days the weeds like my shadow
skinny, but her mind right
my minds too shallow
im in a battle for love
im in a battle for drugs
and i will battle you babbling rappers, i ain’t making it up
one verse, or maybe just one touch
mid-season marti, no need to shake of the rust
girl we ain’t cool i will shake off your hug
where were you when my mic was wrapped up with some gloves?
made my own pop filters
now i pop verses and write scriptures
i lock hold and tight grip ya
get there like “marti sent ya”
now you going up cause the drugs all in ya
have my man roll it; we just hit the city
hotbox the cadi know my boys is with me
los, bg, both haydens, john, matt, and jimmy
yeah keep my circle tight like a verse from biggie
so uhhh i can’t rap cause i ain’t sold a brick?
or hit a l1ck? or banging crip?
my flow the sh-t
my flow is lit
my flow is it
like skoal, i dip
into the night, im so done with it
shoutout to cj, yeah we so official b-tch
and ima giant too, on my san francisco sh-t
well ima monster on my f-cking billy crystal sh-t
just use google cause i know you probably missing it
swinging swords and i’m slaying doubt
i give em statements, i dont need no bank account
im out in vegas with problems we major now
my verse contagious, im honest, im blazing now
i spazz now, you back now
i can tell you mad now
im in my room smoking khalifa till i p-ss out
and i dont even practice
my bars are straight crashing
my bars are straight madness
the top close im grabbing it

[verse 2 : nick marti]
all these, all these
late nights on the patio
my notepad out; the air blows cold
i just blow out os; i just think of flows
put it down, give it to y’all and i just see how it goes
will they say it’s a cl-ssic or just wack sh-t?
what does this white boy know about all this rap sh-t?
i mastered my craft, i am way beyond average
a savage, i damage these beats i am handed
thanks problems for handing me beats; this is magic
van gundy, and shaq, on my 03′ t-mac sh-t
i’m dunking in traffic; behind the back p-sses
life gets so real in these dreams i be having
these dreams i be having don’t seem to be lasting
that 7 am alarm leaves my dreams crashing
i wake up and drive to work, music be blasting
why am i at this job? i wanna be rapping
i wanna be rooftop with mac miller p-ssing
a blunt back and forth we just freestlying laughing
you see the brakes slamming the people collapsing
my raps leave these people gasping and just grasping
for air; i don’t care
where were y’all when my dad went p-wned by 64 for his own bad habits?
i really get past it, don’t live in the past
change my opinion on being a dad, gotta thank him for that
i was 14 had to buck up and just become the man
before i was 15, i knew i was the man
spit back that first verse and i was like “d-mn!”
then i just ran, with it, the lyrics are gifted
just doc-ment all my transition
from sitting on benches
to rapping is paying these bills
having meetings in buildings
with views you can’t imagine
liquor you haven’t tasted
and numbers you cannot fathom
i’m test driving phantoms
told you my dreams are so big who says i cannot wake up and yawn and just reach out and grab em
told you my dreams are so big
now im just test driving phantoms
with liquor you haven’t tasted
and numbers you cannot fathom
with views you can’t imagine

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