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pouya - untitled lyrics

[verse 1]
i know i sell myself short
looking at the ceiling fan
spin around
again and again
the repetition got me stuck in a trance
big glock in my pants
florida boy do ya dance
ya i made me some bands
ya i got me a benz
ya i got me a chain
and i still feel the same
and i still feel insane
i put on for these rappers
i’m thinking i’m changing the game
but if they don’t feel the same
then f+ck it get in my lane
and see if you can make the crowd moving for you the same

now you see if you can get the crowd moving for you the same

yeah

[chorus]
is this it
is that all
got my back to the wall
as i’m looking around
antic+p+ting my fall
searching for answers
but stuck with thеse questions
is somebody trying to tеach me a new lesson?

is this it
is that all
is this it
is that all (alright that’s cool)

[verse 2]
how long should i wait until i move on
back to the air mattress and the coupons
i realize it’ll never be enough for me
what do i gotta do to live comfortably?
i think i’d give it back if it were up to me
my minds not moving like it’s ‘spose to be
these labels really need to back off of me
i really don’t care what they offer me

ok now you talking money
i guess you do speak my language
i don’t give a f+ck who you is or who you hang with
baby bone
no i never been the one to stay silent
everybody grab your guns lets start a riot
are you so sick and tired
of these men in your pockets
that never even left the office
but promise to give you just what you wanted
oh no, now they got you stuck in a financial coffin
now you gotta pay em back with every cent of your profit

- pouya lyrics

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