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Ataah King
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Favorite Rapper (Looking For)
I'm probably not the one you're looking for
And I just thought I'd let you know this
So I could keep my focus
On s and s, Books and Hoes
They say you have to keep your balance
Be You and find your talent
Cause everybody tryna do the same thing
Claiming that they're real
But they're just copying for safety
I could drop a mil and cop a feel
Adopt a will, Like Poppa Phil
The Ambience, Up on a hill
We hit the rocks, Then let it spill
And that was for my homies
They never catch a high
Because they lay 6ft below me
Atleast in my mind
As I sit back and I rewind
The Old times and the Old Twines
That was broken by cold lies
And I am not your favorite rapper
But I could switch it up
And have you go Bananananas
Now you're sitting in your basement
And you're jammer-jammer jamming
Then pass it to the hoes
It went from Amber, Cather, Jasmine
Now it's Amber capping Jasmine
No pistol just some slamming
Reminds me of the time
When I was sitting back in class and
These hoes was wildin', acting out
Swore it was a riot
I was rollin', I was Backing out
Damn that day was fire
And That was for the old me
He just was getting by
Music had been his one and only
Atleast in my mind
As I sit back and I rewind
The Old times and the Old Twines
That was broken by cold lies
It makes me wonder where we're heading
You think we'll make it out
You think we'll ever find the heaven
The thing that we've been looking for
(Dreams) Dreams we'll never find
From time to time
You've crossed my mind
I've come around to realize
That you're perfect
And I know it all seems worthless
A rapper nonetheless
But nothing more unless we're working
Yeah I know I don't deserve it
Cee-Lo, bumping got me hurting
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Now I'm squirming, steady lurking
Prolly not your favorite person
(and, and, and)
And that was to the old we
We would've made it out
If I won't out here catching cold feet
Doubts up on my mind
From time to time
I still rewind
I wonder if we would've made it
If we could've made it
Zero-Nine-Two-Two
It still, crosses my mind
I still wonder if you and I.can sit and talk to father time
And make a deal
Make dues with all this hurting
Prolly not your favorite rapper
Prolly not your favorite person
Now I'm sitting in my room and blowing O's
Never was that dude but senioritis has its flows
It has its flaws, I'm with my bros
We catching lift, We calling broads
Then hit the road
May lord forgive our common flaws
(and, and, and)
And I am not your favorite rapper
But I can switch it up
And have you go bananananas
Now you're sitting in your basement
And you're jammer-jammer jamming
Then you pass it to the bros
It went from him, to Ant, to Brandon
I'm probably not the one you're looking for
Yeah, Zero-Nine-Two-Two
It still, Crosses my mind
I still, wonder from time to time
If we could talk to father time
And make a deal
Make dues with all the hurting
Probably not your favorite rapper
Probably not your favorite person
I been
Out working on the eastside
Tryna be the nigga
You can stop it with the peace sign
I'm just tryna reach to you
I'm just tryna rewind
I wish I could give it to you
I wish I could, I wish I could
Be the nigga that you fell for
Be the nigga that you one day felt for
Be the nigga that you're in with
Be the nigga, Be the nigga that you end with
Uh, Yeah
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