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pattyo - don't sound like this lyrics

[intro:]
nah nah nah
yeah
yeah
patty
aye
they don’t sound like this
they don’t sound like this

[verse 1:]
all i know is i be k!llin’ with the flows
carpenter the way i’m buildin’ sh+t up
bout to blow up b+tch just sit up, pay attention, take some notes
like i never did in class, only time i did
listenin’ to the goats, spittin’ facts
ain’t no rafts on this boat
b+tch, we bout to float on this, can you tell?
used to think that i could go nfl on my cole
beasley sh+t
realized that’s no easy sh+t
ain’t for me though, that’s for eli reed tho
all the routes that we thrown, but on the track
a reaper with this sh+t, no repo, and we know
that these hoеs, be lyin’ through they t++th though
it’s crazy though, i’m bettеr than whatever the f+ck you hearin’
on the radio, i’m bout to go enormous
with this sh+t, i’m tormented, and in this game
i might go hang around this sh+t like ornaments
this verse is madness, sh+t is like a tournament
too easy, b+tch, i’m bored with it, i got way too much more to spit
up in my head, i got the bars, i’m just h++rdin’ sh+t
bout to blow and haters wishin’ they could cork that sh+t
haha, yeah
yeah
they don’t sound like this, nah

[verse 2:]
all i know is i stopped worryin’ bout the likes and cl!cks
worried bout the music people like and f+ckin’ with
likewise, ain’t no lights that’s too bright
open mics, my sh+t started bumpin’
on the stage, i started jumpin’
getting comfortable with this sh+t
discovered though, i can really spit
haters, they insufferable
skippin’ over my sh+t, that’s a d+ck move
but i get through all the hate, flip through
panera with the bread, pick two
and i took ya b+tch too, sh+t’s rude, what can i say?
i got the aux, b+tch what do i play? maybe myself
b+tch, i’m shameless with it, gamble addict, bet on myself
obsessed with the wealth since i was 12
you ain’t put the work in, i can tell
bars be linin’ up inside my head just like a cell
like the vinyls and the cds hangin’ up on my shelf
this sh+t ain’t no f+ckin’ insta course that i could sell
i can tell, y’all ain’t soundin’ like this
that’s why ain’t n0body feelin’ what you felt

- pattyo lyrics

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