Testo Just a Regular Guy - OFF_KLS
Testo della canzone Just a Regular Guy (OFF_KLS), tratta dall'album Just a Regular Guy - Single
Just a regular guy
MORDWEY (MORDWEY, MORDWEY, MORDWEY)
Ah, (ha ha ha ha)
Ay, man, you know this be that-
This be that real East Side -
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hold it to myself, always talking to myself
If I make a lot of money, I'ma hold it to myself
'Cause nobody ever understands me
Don't understand me? Then a - can't understand them
Tryna keep it generous, a - feel ambivalent 'bout all them people that keep being envious
Standing my ground really strong with myself
Can't switch no sides, oppositions can tell
This that real Caribbean ting
CW all across yo' screen
I'ma say this - like every time
I'ma keep representing, like, "This my team"
Never gon' try to be someone else
Most of you - can't act like yourself
Every time you - lose I'ma keep on stacking trophies, same way that I stack my Gees
This that AWAL -
Never sell out, we stay legit
Ain't got nobody behind my back patting me telling me, "We can't work with this, lil jit"
Sit in my room, record my song
Hop on the phone, and tell my bro
"Time to bring out that camera
- gon' get real -, 'cause we ain't living no skit"
Hating on us, but these - be broke
Tryna live a rich life that they can't hold
I ain't even got that type of money yet
But, at least I'm humble, that's all I know
Stacking my hunnids and fifties and twenties
A rainbow is forming inside of my pockets
You - got rainbows too
But the type that walk around with a limp wrist
You know what I'm talking about?
- be -, and - be acting like dogs
Doing a trick for a treat
That's how them - are paid
Them - be taking it -
Keep me away from 'em -
I even feel embarrassed to compete with them -
And usually I ain't embarrassed of -
So, that's how you know how bad it is -
Standing with a bat, so I can swing on these people
Then I make a home run, run away like illegals
And I'm waiting on my VISA
Watch a young - pull up in your city, top yo' charts without buying them fake streams
I'm the distributor holding a 100 percent
Don't flex on me, and go pay yo' debts
A - eating good, and I don't gain weight
So, I thank the Lord, 'cause - I'm blessed
Wannabe rappers can't tell me -
They say I suck, while they -
I don't even rap for real
But it seems I'm killing these - lyrics for real
Even in the singing game there's a whole bunch of -
- be selling they - like -
For a little bit of fame, and for a couple of extra views
They know it be going that way
No, I can't lie, I'm just a regular guy
Staying out of the way, slowly building my way to the sky
Anti-industry I am, here I go with this again
Can't be exhausted, can't be tired, I stay hungry, and I keep on hunting
Can't compete with me when it comes to this -
I'm a real Antillean -
You don't wanna try me -
Stay on that side, my -
I stand with my flag, my -
Anywhere I go, my -
Had to let 'em know, my - (ha)
Credits
Writer(s): Mauro Jorge Cumaio, Kishawn Letrelle Schouten
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