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primere - spwa lyrics

[intro]
yo
it’s primere
b.truthful, look

[verse 1]
uh, since pinewood avenue, dawg i’ve been rapping to
youtube instrumentals, sentimental like what happened to
the days i’d throw on channel 57 after school?
playing cops and robbers with the homie’s all we had to do
back when money was the last thing on our mind, that was a simpler time
forever engraved in my heart, regardless where the world takes us
location, salary, girl, etcetera
i hope you’re doing well, don’t be a stranger
i’d hit you up but sh-t i’m busy bro, it’s my fault
i’m afraid, if i drop my guard for a second homie i might fall
d-mn, take me back to when murder was only on screens
chasing my dreams and green, and we’re only eighteen
so who the f-ck knows what the future holds for us
though i hope you go make more than me and stack up your cream
deep within my heart, i’m hoping there’s dough for the both of us
all my homies working nine to fives
i’ve always wanted something more like all the pros that i idolized
i thought the bars would do it, maybe the beats could do it
stepped into it thinking it’s a breeze, fed into all the lies
d-mn, aye f-ck it go get y’all bread up
eat meals like kings, i mean, enjoy your cheddar
fed up, i might f-ck around and follow in y’all footsteps
could this be the end of the road? i contemplate it
dropped a project, convinced my city forgot to play it

[bridge]
-laughter-
i’m playing, i’m playing, i’m playing, i’m playing
i’m playing, really, look, look
listen

[verse 2]
i’m repping sunland-tujunga ‘till the day that i’m gone
and when i p-ss i hope you spend the day playing this song
it’s still for you since 2014 when my brother came through
put me on to cole’s album, by song number two
i was hooked, looking for instrumentals to write to
and a laptop for the low to plug my headphone mic to
d-mn, i remember that sh-t clearly
writing day and night hoping anyone would hear me
writing through the period, my teachers could never get my attention
show up late to the school so much, get sent to detention
little did they know though, that i had been recording
early morning through nine, tell momma this sh-t’s important
don’t worry ‘bout a diploma, i’m ’bout to be rich
look at me now, yeah i’m sorry, it is what it is
wow, for a minute there i lost the inspiration
now i’m doing it for me whether i fail, whether i make it
pray to god i touch somebody’s heart and spark a fire
a desire and a will to make it far, and go higher than me
while i hope these chains will consider hiring me
but i’ll be dead before i cry in defeat
ain’t no quitting over here bro, overcoming fear bro
always had this thought of becoming tujunga’s hero
d-mn, soon enough i’ll make my parents proud
at least i hope i can, uh, however it be, look
got the sickest plan scheduled down to a t
but see mistakes on the horizon i’m bound to repeat
f-ck, look, no matter where i go, i hope you always love me
hope you understand i tried, hope you live your life real comfy
mother, pray for what you can, and for the rest, i’ll find a way
i’ll keep going till i drop, who knows? maybe i’ll get lucky
but whatever happens, happens. there’s no need to cry
i just need some re-ssurance before i say my goodbyes
listen, don’t you worry about me, yeah i’ll be fine
doubts be coming left and right, i deal with this sh-t all the time
look, b.truthful till i die, you got my f-cking word
nothing but honesty in every single lyric that you’ve heard
for my family, my city, supporters, whoever else
maybe i’m just tripping, maybe my blow-up was just deferred
i put my soul into this sh-t, that’s my blood, sweat and my tears
my energy, my money and most of my teenage years
perhaps it’s not for me, maybe i need to switch gears
maybe i should step aside and p-ss the torch down to my peers
maybe i need to relax…

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