TATAMI
(Verse I)
Kitchen I’m cooking, I’m crying I know I’m the last and I try to keep that as a fact
Some of these niggas don’t like me, they keep it all low, pretending you know much about life
Daddy gon’ tell me you have to work hard, get the money, a label and marry a wife
Sweetened we try to do best with a yard and half distance from him and we working on time
Woke up a girl with a glock by 5.30 pm, she said she goes deep and precise
Jesus is lord! If I’m standing today, it is not ‘cause you teaching me contents of trash
Mojave, got a few time, follow a fan and we getting hard by night
Sweet heart deals, the city’s on fire, you still want to buy, metaphor to laugh
Fuck I ain’t triple redd
If I really want something, I work for it
I try to make fun when he gets upset
And we shooting the building, you ceasing me?
Getting too much of hoes, like we are setting pose
They ain’t seeing my face, DJ came home to prod
You cannot joke with them, but they want play with us
Something got different, I try but can’t talk enough

(Chorus)
I tried to talk, yeah but I don’t really trust words
3 a.s tatami, look we awesome
You feeling drunk, single EP but you got much
5 p.m. Miami, when we all done
I tried to talk, yeah but I don’t really trust words
3 a.s tatami, look we awesome
You feeling drunk, single EP but you got much
R.I.P. in the crib, with my iced on

(Verse II)
Life is made of paradise, and much of hell
Got no ideas, I wasn’t born on earth 
To give you what you want, lost many friends
Got special time since when I left my ex to rest
I mean the best was when they got it wet
For why I texted them yes, I confess
Meeting gold was like too thread like to repeat
I made a scene, a text and audio synth
You kept that as a myth, which was my thing
Lady, she figured out what special with my name
Is that I’m prince, I’m way too young for both
No camp for enemies we figure gist
(Trans.)
I spent time to notice
It’s too late to promise
You got something missing
(Whoa whoa whoa)
I spent time to notice
It’s too late to promise
You got something missing

(Chorus)
I tried to talk, yeah but I don’t really trust words
3 a.s tatami, look we awesome
You feeling drunk, single EP but you got much
5 p.m. Miami, when we all done
I tried to talk, yeah but I don’t really trust words
3 a.s tatami, look we awesome
You feeling drunk, single EP but you got much
R.i.p in the crib, with my iced on.

Handsomer

BuddhaBeatz

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