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blueprints - thomas gilltrap lyrics

[chorus]

friends of me turned into enemies
i surrounded myself in the death of me
i feel like marlin inside his anemone
helping my dogs out, i’m slipping ’em pedigree
i been trying to do what is best for me
still f*ck sh*t up like i’m lesley
if i offer my trust don’t embezzle me
i’ll write the dynamics down like a recipe
and get my boy fried like a fish
peeps wanna’ eat off my plate, get a dish
nah, peeps wanna’ smoke on my gate, get a mix
nah, peeps wanna’ ridе on my wave, get a niche
and i’ll crash my car ‘cuz i feel likе hook, b*tch
and i’ll push too far ’til i turn out sick
and i’ll write more bars ’til there’s no more to spit
it can get a bit hard, it’s the way that i live
[verse]

what do you do now
where do you go from here
a lot of sh*t changed up in the past year
are you sure that you know how to start, stop, steer
are you sure that you know how to spend this time
are you sure that you know how to turn wrongs right
can i trust you to listen out for good advice
or handle a slip if you feel like you might
i can’t believe that i let this sh*t wear on my character
man, i swear drugs will embarrass ya
t couldn’t cope so instead he got tatted up
maggot, swear half of my friends looking battered up
either i’m gon’ be wrong in the future
or angry that i didn’t do sh*t
i’m supposed to be laying the blueprints
forces around me can make it confusing

[bridge]

i just wanna’ be on my old*school sh*t
in my 2002 whip with some dough
i don’t wanna’ be in no smoky*ass crib
getting dopey ‘fore i dip
i gotta’ go
[chorus]

friends of me turned into enemies
i surrounded myself in the death of me
i feel like marlin inside his anemone
helping my dogs out, i’m slipping ’em pedigree
i been trying to do what is best for me
still f*ck sh*t up like i’m lesley
if i offer my trust don’t embezzle me
i’ll write the dynamics down like a recipe
and get my boy fried like a fish
peeps wanna’ eat off my plate, get a dish
nah, peeps wanna’ smoke on my gate, get a mix
nah, peeps wanna’ ride on my wave, get a niche
and i’ll crash my car ‘cuz i feel like hook, b*tch
and i’ll push too far ’til i turn out sick
and i’ll write more bars ’til there’s no more to spit
it can get a bit hard, it’s the way that i live
(it’s just the way that i live)

[outro]

what the f*ck, thomas
what the actual f*ck
what did i just listen too
what did you just play me
i* i have completely no opinion on it

- thomas gilltrap lyrics

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