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uts (under the sun) - pdoto lyrics

[verse 1]
i’ve been working on a song young king, whatchu call that?
from across i’ma crawl back
living like a star from afar where the gods at
i’m a star where the gods at
might switch the flow, for a little bit silly sh-t depending where the bars at
but this is music with a little bit of spirit in it
you n-gg-s think that you the truth, well i be livin’ in it
i paint a picture with a little bit of vision in it
first they hate, now these motherf-ckers singing with it
d-mn, they say live and let go
i came from the gutta, to live and let go
the game never loved us, i’ve seen the best go from a stranger to a brother
i breathe for my soul
sheesh, i’ve been under the sun
but it seems the industry just put me under the gun, go

[verse 2]
uh, take time with the work
it don’t come easy, work hard through the dirt
a stray shot bit me through the wave, i’ma surf
we don’t got a lot of legends, i’ma try be the first
under the sun, we under the sun
i pray hard that my god leave me under his sun
p-ssion through persistence man, the struggle is none
so the chances to fail is probably twenty to one
but still, y’all wanna focus on the negative
i cook songs, hibernate so they can sell a bit
i stood tall through the haters and the relatives
never been a quitter, i’ma raise h-ll in this b-tch
pardon my french, i’m probably the best rap ever to spit truth and still mix in the flex
i got words, got similes
i switch to the next wave
spread wings to let ’em fly over their heads, i’m gone

[verse 3]
set first, net worth
push ’til i see dirt
expert wordsmith, move where the keys thirst
not just a man with a p-ssionate vision
my true fans know that he h-lla consistent
i move back slow from the deadliest missions
i only speak facts while you caught in the system
lord please let me move how the greats do
shuffle through the brakes, let me cruise with no brake fluid
under the sun, just label me a rebel
christ over everything, cursed be the devil
and if you see me in the slum, let ’em know
i’m tryna reach the young, i’m tryna let it go
they tryna read your palm, i’m silly with the notes
i’m tryna save my dough, they silly with the notes
under the sun, my god he the bestest
god bless the god blessed until my death bed

- pdoto lyrics

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