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andale // for real - chris patrick lyrics

part 1: andale

[chorus]
i used to watch from the side, now i’m just playing for keeps
feel like i’m patty maholmes, raised ’round a table of chiefs
i want a million in cash, need me 10 mil in a week
can i be [?], so i’m in the bay tryna tweak
homies is screaming out
andale, andale, andale, go go
andale, andale, andale, go go
andale, andale, andale, go go
andale, andale, andale, go go

[verse]
just a boy from the ’burbs, with an og smoked up [?] herbs
put the pen to the pad with a source full of light, put my voice into words
it was boisterous outside, the choice was to ride or be [?]
it was boys to the men but the boys, they ain’t like
the patrols on the curb, so they stuck to the crib on the block
my hunger was gripping and ripping me up
felt my stomach was flooded with knots
my shawty would pay for the sessions when [?] recorded me up at his spot
had a [?] the lectures in college
even almost dropped out due to pressure from pops
and i cut off my homie for life when i realized he likely was running with opps
[pre chorus]
can’t afford any slack in my circuit
feeling sore from the package of work shifts
gotta force through the cracks on the surface
can’t afford any slack in my circuit
feeling sore from the package of work shifts
gotta force through the cracks on the surface

part 2: for real

[chorus]
hey
always thought i’d be dead but it turns out i’m not, so we had to switch up off that energy
i watched n*ggas i f*ck with apply vicious against me, they hate that i’m up so they envy me
i can’t stand being around n*ggas talking about sh*t they don’t do, we been watching their tendencies
i’m been up down the block tryna rise up the stock, gotta keep pushing plays for the embassy
we getting lit for real, for real, for real
we getting lit for real, for real, for real
[verse]
they gon’ speak, we move codes, we push numbers to make statements
life imitates every part of art, feel like [?] in the matrix
feelin like ozzy oz, perry mason
feel like my ambiance filled with greatness
the government never f*cked with us n*ggas
so it’s f*ck all their caveats cause they’re racist
build a monopoly from the bottom, the problem is brothers never had quala for innovations
now it’s sweating the obvious means the blockage, i’m moving like ichiro when i’m popping up off the bases
came from a project that’s far from utopia, put us in boxes that’s tossed to the time
i’m tryna switch up the pace of the city, but n*ggas is mad tryna f*ck up the vibe

[chorus]
always thought i’d be dead but it turns out i’m not, so we had to switch up off that energy
i watched n*ggas i f*ck with apply vicious against me, they hate that i’m up so they envy me
i can’t stand being around n*ggas talking about sh*t they don’t do, we been watching their tendencies
i’m been up down the block tryna rise up the stock, gotta keep pushing plays for the embassy
we getting lit for real, for real, for real
we getting lit for real, for real, for real
we getting lit for real, for real, for real
we getting lit for real, for real, for real

- chris patrick lyrics

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