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pomer – sittin’ at the lab lyrics

intro: [pomer & dirty sanchez]
yeah, uh yeah
yo dirty roll the sour
yo pomer i got you n+gga

verse: [pomer]
ight, yo
i was sittin’ at the lab with the homie
cookin’ up some work so my people out here know me
yeah, we strictly og’s
contemplate; think about my younger life
it’s like the modern years go by, nothin’ really gettin’ right
this world is such a f+cking mess
my people out here dyin’ on these streets
it’s like the (?), try to, try to bring you down
it’s like world against you if you’re black or brown
got me thinkin’ bout a crazy flip, on how to get this money quick
i got a couple things i gotta say
look, the world don’t give a f+ck about you anyway
in front of my computer screen, i’m lookin’ out my window
had to (?) from indo
with the homie, had to get the info on how to get the come up with no intro
here we go, here we go
movin’ through the block, tryna get the bread, get the dough cuz you never know

hook:
i was sittin’ at the lab
contemplatin’ crazy sh+t
thinkin’ bout my past
in front of my computer screen
(in front of my computer screen)

verse: [rokamouth]
check it, look
i’m doin’ me out here, teachin’ no degree
i swear if flavors in the latest gear, i’m livin’ in my favorite pair
step out of my (?) stare, i really see my radar clear
i’m gettin’ paper there
i heard you couldn’t wait to hear me say, “i got a tape repaired”
yo shook, i’m ’bouta shake the sphere
so look, i gotta take these scares these crooks is tryna take my sh+t
hit ’em with a hook, we get ’em broke
this is a season here like i shook a sequence here
make them seek this here to treat your ears
i’m speakin’ clear, keep my shares
crash stocks won’t stop my clock
scares; pop with no spare off top, on air
47 slot pairs; that’s jackpot out for the cashguap
and last night i’m learnin’ a lot, livin’ life from locks to merchant shops
the work can’t stop when you work this hard, you gettin’ murked with rock

hook:
i was sittin’ at the lab
contemplatin’ crazy sh+t
thinkin’ bout my past
in front of my computer screen. (x2)
(in front of my computer screen)

outro:
all my brooklyn n+ggas; throw yo’ hands up
all my staten island n+ggas; throw yo’ hands up
all my queens n+ggas; throw yo’ hands up
all my out of state n+ggas; throw yo’ hands up
all my 47 n+ggas; throw yo’ hands up
all my (?); throw yo’ hands up, word..

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