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papa t - opposites lyrics

intro (papa t)
it’s your boy
papa, kampala city wadup
y’all gon feel me for this one

chorus (papa t x nelia)
said i’ve been focusing, focusing, focusing on the opposites
am probably losing it, losing it, can’t come out of it
am constantly cruising but losing drive what comes out of it ugh
i can’t drown inside no more, i can’t drown inside no more

verse 1 (papa t)
it’s been a long day been a long day ahh
another dead body on the street broad day
that’s how it feels to me
pearl of africa your fate is grilled on pride stakes
that’s the downfall of a great state, that’s how it feels to me
but they don’t really care, if your name ain’t popping
and your shoe game sloppy and your wrist ain’t watching
all they wanna see is flashes need visine not gl-sses
my eyes glowed red like that traffics stoned hoes were attractive
born 97 lost a princess got a captive hope you didn’t p-ss up on that napkin
you now the people adapted
now they try to catch the style, i hit the gas that n-gga dusted
sauce in that toyota like a carib bean bossing
watch is dripping faucet yeah floss it boy floss it
cruising through kololo presidential sipping coco
ugandan spirit brazy yeah that blood is sure loco
and am cruising through lugogo like oh sh-t it’s the popo
n-gga came through in green jeep it’s that four door
kampala pimp, walk with a limp
i do my sh-t rock with the team ya dig

chorus
verse 2 (papa t)
said i’ve been focusing focusing on the opposites
probably dark as that charcoal my energy wasted am running in circles
am getting angry but remaining complacent i gotta reflect my better self
the visine make sure i appear clear
a shadow behind a mirror but am still here
my reflection oh yeah i did fear, the eyes on me they were so near
you know, but i knew a way to go far
far from him and then far from her
far from them but not far from god you know
in fact, it was the same place same hour same case
because in my mind i always had to find a better place
numb the problems, numb the pain
mary mary run in my veins like sisters up in my blood
my family tree sell a bud a pretty face with no heart
that’s lame, pretty face with no heart that’s lame

- papa t lyrics

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