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lirik lagu goldwood & elijah who - up & coming

[verse 1 ~ goldwood]

rise up with the sun a cup of joe with cafe dulce
proud of what i’ve done up to this point but this a new day
hoodie on i look like the lady of guadalupe
burn tha pack it stink worse than smells that pepe lepew made

ya tu sabes goldwood on the track i make the stock jump
rock out like a punk in dior jeans with my reebok pumps
grabba cause a pain in my chest worse than when i got dumped
sh~t woulda been different if i’d been the one that shot trump

i just smoked a sack of ‘xotic pack it make me focus less
every type of b~tch up in my phone it’s like a pokédеx
swooning when i look into her eyеs my baby picturesque
goldwood known to brutalize a track i swear this sh~t grotesque

i’m so full of life look in my eyes you see a twinkling star
chain linked to the pocket of my pants i dress like kingdom hearts
goldwood bout that action where i’m lacking is the thinking part
honestly i’m improvising i didn’t think i’d get this far

me and gang beefin but we bros like sasuke and naruto
f~ckin on a posh british shorty she a proper hoe
that spliff knock me on my ass 80 percent grabba roll
at yo door like it’s delivery b~tch this not dominoes
i’ve been on go since the beginning im still f~cking running
me and gang smoke like it’s thanksgiving and you with your cousins
at this point i’m getting used to what this like
guess i’ll be underground for life this 7 years that i been up and coming

[verse 2 ~ lostboybk]

i’m forever paid
green i generate
gator skin boots
out the everglades
my b~tch delicate
all she do is smoke and decorate
jeans is navy blue
i’m in a denim phase
neck on lemonade
this pack is deafing
it make make make me levitate

came to devistate
study master mask
of metal face
just let me ventilate
i stay with gang
like we step in chains
we never seperate
try to f~ck wit loss then
gold gon set em straight
if ejijah made the beat then i’m pressing play
then i’m pressing play
money hoes and ego
that’s what cause all stress
enlarge my head
i’m ron artest
the dub spitting like charizard breath
i’m far from pressed
shawty love denying that she saw my text
but i ain’t start bugging
boys be showing up with the louisville sluggers
i mix the dc skate shoes with the louis v bucket
cause f~ck it
ain’t n0body realer
ain’t n0body realer
ain’t n0body realer than me

[verse 3 ~ max gertler]

i take an addy act a fool on stage and people watch
i haven’t taken one in years i lowkey i need a chop
i don’t know where the night is going though i’m hoping danger
my shorty look like mia goth it’s funny me a gangster

humpty dumpy broken, proceed to pick the pieces up
didn’t mean to be the greatest rap collective but they needed us
accusing us of doping, but nah it’s just the beast in us
rapping since a mini me and 30 lowkey creeping up
the people always bugging magnifying glass annihilate
they say i’m turning hollywood, forever the empire state
back when it was me and jamie, tyrin, rj, stinky jones
always doing something crazy, edward 40 hands fasho

as the worlds collide and people spill the sh~t they’d never say
i could win a grammy even then i’ve still had better days
i try to fall in love, forget i gotta like her first
out of all our minds and now we’re finally in the cypher verse

[verse 4 ~ ygb]

im in peru off ayahuasca with my best friend
i turn into a monster while yall watchin call me ben 10
they life is changin off of random sh~t i said again
underground for life but imma make that sh~t look relevant
everytime im writing it feel like i’m in my element
b~tch i need my settlement and make sure that sh~t generous
i make that metal kick destroy the evidence
she represent my poison and my medicine
and look just like maleficent
searching for that answer my release i fall to pieces
my body breaking down and it’s rejecting all the treatments
my shawty goin stupid make her my producer tag
my marksman in his hooper bag he shoot like cooper flagg
now do the math way they callin it yall losin bag
scratch vocals on a loop i might just f~ck round and recoup w that
we steppin on yall necks yall got the same problems the koopas had

- lirik lagu goldwood elijah who

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