BedRoom Artist
J. Lee LastPick
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Yea Dang Yea Lately I been smokin', I ain't really reach my goals I been watching potnas transition into foes I been paranoid, I ain't trustin' on these Cause they'll sell ya lo' for some shoes and some clothes Stuff been Ludacris, nah I'm finally droppin' dem bows They ain't know Im sewer rich, cause I'm broke but I'm full of soul In my closet aint got much, but some bought and some borrowed clothes I told God that if I get it, I promise to bust the loaf I swear I left that crack alone, but I'm whippin' still on the stove I got that arm and got that hammer, you want it come get a dose Know I'm movin' on the go, so I pitch and get out the door But be careful when you do it, I promise I make it potent It's Mr Dot US Open, I'm rackin' with no endorsement I'm packin' packages back to back, movin' so fast I'm floatin So humble so they don't notice, I rumble, ramble opponents I know the opp in a realm you cannot see on yo own It's amazin' how I done grown, never truly been on my own I been jocin' most of my 20's, my life is a book alone I ain't trippin, I carry on, ain't no pity-party was thrown Look I swear I always draw all my greatest paintings alone I'm a BedRoom Artist Yea, watch I lay it down Ima make it breathe This ain't what you want, this what you need I'm a BedRoom Artist, uhh I can take a 2 and turn it to a 3, boy this what I do, this what I bleed I'm a BedRoom Artist, yea I been high and low, and I been in-between, I been full of gas and outta steam I'm a BedRoom Artist, look Yea I swear its bigger than what you believe, let me lay it down so you can see it Make Em All Believe Yea, they don't see how you see it They tell you "keep doin' ya thing", but they never think you'll achieve it I know some people right now think my rappin' is for a season Forever he'll be a wanna-be rapper who only dreamin But potna when I get poppin' don't pop up like faces greasy They never come with the bread but they ask for the fettuccine When I was draggin' my leg they ain't offer a crutch or even A Uber, Lyft, or a bike coulda got me to where I needed Lil' homie don't call it treason when you see me peakin I went so long and wasn't eating, lost so many weekends Yea I was stuck up in my ways and only playing defense But now I'm runnin' through the gap and watch I prolly jump the stand into the bleachers Hit the bing and I became a preacher Man I done helped so many people they should call me Feature And if you ever wrote me off then know you lost a keeper Man I been strokin' with that brush and made a Mona Lisa Yea, I'm a BedRoom Artist Yea, watch I lay it down Ima make it breathe This ain't what you want, this what you need I'm a BedRoom Artist, uhh I can take a 2 and turn it to a 3, boy this what I do, this what I bleed I'm a BedRoom Artist, yea I been high and low, and I been in-between, I been full of gas and outta steam I'm a BedRoom Artist, look Yea I swear its bigger than what you believe, let me lay it down so you can see it Make Em All Believe
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