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confessions - lu grave lyrics

[intro]
yeah
put your hands to the constellations
the way you look should be a sin
you my sensation
i know i’m preaching to the congregation..

ha, i’m just kidding

[chorus]
at this rate
to finish the mixtape
would take a miracle..
so much to say but no time to talk
yeah that’s typical

[verse]
gotta put food on the table
i got a lot on my plate
i been though brimstone & fire
that’s why i smoke every day
i never touched a vape or a cig baby, blunts to the face
but i ain’t judging, we all got vices
i come here today
to share a piece of myself
lived through the heat never melted
got no degrees, but if i’m reading this thermostat right
it’s hot in the streets
ain’t no hands outs or no blessings, cover your mouth when you sneeze
i got it on me just so i can keep the wifey at ease
still riding dirty
know me know i’m riding dirty
i’m doing 90 in a 30, smell the tires burnin’
driving to the top, i’m never stopping even though im swervin’
if i lose control then play this for my homies at the service
& this isn’t deep, we barely scratched the surface
& this isn’t free cause i know what my worth is
been humble too long
my shoulders too strong
carry the weight of my city when some would say its too gone
i mean it’s crazy the way we was raised & where we call home
i mean i only get bad news when its my mom on the phone
or kev on the phone
d*mnit, why the f*ck can’t y’all just learn a lesson & grow?
instead they like
“no”
stuck in a cycle, caught up in this mess we call life
acting like they know it better than i do, maybe they right..
as i look around
all i see is liquor stores & churches
wh0res in mini skirts walk at night outside to serve ya
if you wanted to, the motel right there on the curb, yeah
get you what you want, that’s no exaggeration, heard me?
i know this guy a block away serving product through his curtain
no it don’t matter the time of day, all up flagler fiends are lurking
miami*dade county sun blazing
never seen the snow, but i’ve seen a brick of ‘caine or two
back of my hand know it like dolphin to biscayne
a young hispanic just writing bout his pain
i hope you understand it, don’t mean to over explain
when sometimes it’s hard to find the words to say
never bending the truth, always giving it to you straight
the city that raised me ain’t like the picture they often paint
its gritty, its grey
sh*tty but hey
who’s to say from the concrete a rose can’t grow?
i’m not ashamed of my past when i look back so
i can reflect on my actions & learn from those
i mean i’ve made some mistakes & i’ve earned some foes
i’ve got some knives in my back & a chip on my shoulder
but despite all that
i’ll take the time to make this rap
i’ll take the time to lay this track..
[chorus]
at this rate
to finish the mixtape
would take a miracle
so much to say but no time to talk
yeah that’s typical
typical lu..

[outro]
typical lu..

- lu grave lyrics

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