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Jelani Aryeh

Spectrum

 

Spectrum

(album: Suburban Destinesia - 2017)


Flicker flash, the camera flash
All on my fucking face
Got designer clothes and finer hoes
And cash that I can waste
On drugs, we can take them in my 'rari
While we race down streets
Passing people that ain't never had a place
In society, why they always eyeing me
It's maybe cause the irony
And how I made it off a couple bricks
And mumble silently
Cause I ain't have a story
Somehow I just got a chance nigga
I'm just out here trapping with a
Glock all in my pants
I do this for the fame
Even though I am insane
I can't even talk if I ain't got a brain
What you saying
Oh nah, its what you saying

Probably die by 41
I'll probably die by 41

Notice me cause I just wanna be known
They sipping Pellegrino
And lighting up the green though
But I don't wanna, make mills, pop pills and get deals
I wanna show them art, cause what they making is not real
Notice me cause I just wanna be known
They seeping Pellegrino
And lighting up the green though
But I don't wanna, make mills, pop pills and get deals
I wanna show them art, cause what they making is not real

Built a little fan base
Damn this shit is real life
Say that I'll be famous
Wonder what it feels like
Paparazzi out the house
I'll never get a chill night
At least I'll have the woman of my dreams to make me feel right
For this fame and money, nigga I don't really care
I ain't never gonna change unless I cut my curly hair
I know that's what they all say
I know that's what they all say
But I just want to put my art out
Pour my soul and heart out
I know I gotta lot to show the world
So I'll just start out
Of here; the suburbs
Where I'm freaking made
This where spoiled kids
Do stupid shit and everything is paid
For if I get famous I would probably start a war
Out here, but in the city I would probably get ignored
They hate me and I let them
I'm at the bottom of the spectrum

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