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world cup - 1kandies lyrics

this sh*t right here bout to change lives
i’m bout to change my own life with this one right here
let’s go
kandies

i’m twenty*four ain’t got it figured out
i taught myself to tough it out
thought life was gon’ be easy but i didn’t take the scenic route
f*ck mom and dad fighting about
sometimes i wish they’d work it out
family breaking, egos lifting
what the f*ck am i talking about
boss with narcissistic tendencies
always fights bout everything
gaslights and manipulates
feels right about everything
ah sh*t, f*ck
guess that’s where i get it from
guess i’m just like him but he’s never right
and i’m never wrong
ptsd, bpd
hittin harder than ever
eating dinner at the table feel like the coldest december
i think i’m going manic mode
don’t give a f*ck bout the weather
i see my mama getting tired
keeping her feelings together
i think i just made sh*t worse
i’m feeling like a lost cause
all the arguing and yelling
was primarily the cause
of what was about to happen to me
it was my own doing
dedicated got a knife and took it to the garage
i’m angry
but i’m still here talking about it
so we can joke about it
funny to think i ain’t no p*ssy
i would’ve caught a body
you dumbass hoe
if you don’t think i’ll go and catch a body
to anybody disrespecting my brother
f*ck it
my bro works hard for what he wants
never misses a bucket
he bought me new balenci shoes
and don’t flex that he got it
he lent me 5k when i needed
no question about it
and everything that he provides
he don’t flex that he bought it

everything we do is for our sister
it’s all in our hands
late night raising canes
talking moves, always talking plans
how we gon’ make it out this b*tch
making music, rapping sh*t
one goal down
three to go
we know we got the upper hand
just like madrid and spain
first goal was crossing country lines
don’t put me in a cage
i’m bout to break
i’m really borderline
every president we get
gon’ give us papers
b*tch i know you lying
you could keep your job
i don’t even want it
f*ck a nine*to*five
but f*ck it, it’ll do
just for now i’ll work a six*to*nine
only three hours in that building
but i get like i be working nine
i feel like rey mysterio
every time he hit the six one nine
i’m the greatest mexican rapper
without the tats
number six and nine

goal number two
gotta get rich
get my money up
paid for the fam to visit places
you only hear about in the world cup
vacation around réalmont
out in france
yeah they know it’s us
i spelled out var in that last line
you probably missed it, huh
goal number three
me and my team
with no video assistance
people with red flags
like red cards hate from a distance
i get knocked down
i bring it back
i’m very insistent
i get received like messi did
at the le parc des princes

this the type of sh*t i be on right now

don’t f*ck with me

- 1kandies lyrics

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