| I been losing patience
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| For so long I been waiting
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| I need some shit to pop off by like Tuesday night
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| And by 9 on Wednesday morning
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| If I’m not huge, enormous
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| Then roll one up and meet me at the drawing board
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| Man fuck rap, I’ll make a hundred million without it
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| Just to shove it down the throat of everybody who doubted
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| I’m tired, people sleeping on me
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| I’ve grown cold, I’m fire
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| When they’ll recognize that, I don’t know
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| First Logic, Macklemore, and now Russ popped off
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| I count my paper up in Maine like, nah, I must not rock
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| Blogs scissoring their pictures, Mom I must not stop
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| Need a spot in my museum with my bust on top
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| Since the last time you heard from me I lost some friends
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| Wells, Maine, me and Cam, we dippin' again
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| Kept my beard to the beach, I’ll help out J Spin
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| I’m back like Roseanne but I’m not getting cancelled
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| Gold plaque hanging at my spot up in Sanford
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| When’s the platinum one coming? |
| Someone give me the answer
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| Saturday, Sunday and Monday too, I’m in the stu
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| Tryna make the fucking dream come true
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| But lately
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| I been losing patience
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| For so long I been waiting
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| I need some shit to pop off by like Tuesday night
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| And by 9 on Wednesday morning
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| If I’m not huge, enormous
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| Then roll one up and meet me at the drawing board
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| Every morning someone says I saved their life in a DM
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| And every night, I’m stressing like I didn’t receive them
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| Go tell the Cartman department I’d like to file a grievance
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| But my merch line’s so long you thought it was leaving
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| And it’s still there a hour later
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| I been grinding since the Power Rangers, and I’m still unknown?
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| It’s hard to swallow like an hour later
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| Nah, it’s a croc like alligator
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| That I’ve not yet blown
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| Bro I invented humble rap, I watched them all copy
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| Do the children’s book, the app, watch them all copy
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| I think it tastes gross, but you know me, all moxie
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| So either way you’re gonna need some oxy’s to stop me
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| Cause I’m not dumb
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| I never pretended to rep where I’m not from
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| Tell me what exactly I could do that I’ve not done
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| I’ll pull the business debit out, bro I got lunch
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| Tell me what I gotta do cause
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| I been losing patience
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| For so long I been waiting
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| I need some shit to pop off by like Tuesday night
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| And by 9 on Wednesday morning
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| If I’m not huge, enormous
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| Then roll one up and meet me at the drawing board |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Drawing Board , by - Spose. Song from the album We All Got Lost, in the genre Альтернатива