American Football - The Summer Ends (Tradução em Português)

P-Trill - Rap
American Football - The Summer Ends (Tradução em Português)
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April 16, 2020.
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[Chorus 1] In my past life I was lost and now I'm found Reborn with the sauce, youhearthat ultrasound This avoice memo, or spoken diary If you'rehearing this now, you're apart of me [Verse 1] Since I came back to town, things ain't been the same Look at myself in the mirror like who have you became I stared on, lost sight of who was in the frame Then it hit a youngin' hard, that nigga lost his name No more Trill shit? What a shame-shame Damn nigga, who to call on when them pains came? Everybody insists on playing the blame game Instead of late night grindin' to see a lane change ''If P-Trill really gone, will he come back?'' ''Of course bro, no worries, he gon' come back'' ''Wow yo, he still a topic? Moe, fuck that Every song that nigga on, that's a dumb track Childish, stubborn, you should know that bum wack'' ''Now you buggin', real bars ain't what son lack'' ''Just unnoticed, you know he never won plaques'' ''Yeah aight, he'll get a deal, won't make one rack'' To be in my bag, yeah, that's a numb act May be down, but not out, and that's a fun fact Folks said ''Quitting, nah, we don't want that'' You could bet your bottom dollar I ain't done yet [Chorus 1] In my past life, I was lost and now I'm found Reborn with the sauce, you hear that ultrasound This a voice memo, or spoken diary If you're hearing this now, you're apart of me In my past life, I was lost and now I'm found Reborn with the sauce, you hear that ultrasound This a voice memo, or spoken diary If you're hearing this now, you're apart... [Verse 2] Hop on the beat for the profit Giving out every gem, I'm a prophet Leaked on the scene, drippy like a faucet Throwing that fire, I'm a comet Good with bars like I deal chocolate I know I make sense, call me Common Work harder than Clay, no Thompson Ali how I k.o doors, no knocking Wearing red to be on the carpets Call me they blood, without a conscience They watch face, and not supporting But when in my face, they applaud it Niggas showed too much green, they some goblins Isolating me, I feel like a Martian (Isolating me, I feel like a Martian) (Isolating me, I feel like a Martian) Only around me to bigger they pockets Not new to it though, I took precaution Better off not becoming targets Before I sever bonds and smash sockets Behold a new contestant in the ring Future bright, watch him do his thing Listen to every word he rap and sing Connect them easy like they on a string Studied social, I know I'm a king He is a jewel, no, he don't need bling Aries baby, I was born in Spring So people should know it's life that I bring I'm leading my loved ones all the way to liberty Keeping 'em close to avoid the misery Yeah, I know the road could get slippery So I heat it up, I sauce it with hickory Yeah, I'm a chef, finesse the rotisserie Bare heat how I'm doin' my delivery Slim, yeah, but he heavy in artillery Meaning my hands get rapid, they jittery Thee best me? That's who I'm finna be I will never let the naysay get into me Just like pollution, hard to get rid of me I ain't a bat, no, you can't riddle me I ain't Joker, gotta be kiddin' me I'm beanstalk, no way to belittle me Studied boxing, yeah, I know the bars hittin', B Unlocked potential, yeah, this is the hidden me Want first place, word to leaderboards Eat swell and running up the score Feel my strength, as you hear my roar I spit from the core as I'm kicking down doors, lil' bitch [Chorus 2] In my past life I was lost And now I'm found Reborn with the sauce Do you hear that ultrasound? Is this a voice memo? Nah, more like spoken diary If you're hearing this now? Welcome aboard, you're apart of me In my past life I was lost And now I'm found Reborn with the sauce Do you hear that ultrasound? Is this a voice memo? Nah, more like spoken diary If you're hearing this now? Welcome aboard, you're apart of me
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