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Numemo - Outtake Lyrics



Numemo - Outtake Lyrics
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Let's get it
Pardon the outtakes your boy is about cake
I'm not one these young fakes whose mind is on clout chasing
Swear I'm about-face from all the pretenders
Ya'll ain't worthy contenders won't make it on my agenda
I got a temper I'm trying to calm
Might get your momma tattooed on my arm
They want beef I buy 'em the farm
You get to talking now my face inside of my palm
Honestly this not new to me
Started acting up my bank account went through puberty
Your social media posts not cute to me
These other rappers mad I kill the beat so beautifully
Soon to be most respected
Cool calm and collected
I try to give 'em perspective
But just as expected these dummies try to reject it
And think it's all overnight how the art became so perfected
Yeah, might fly to NOLA for some shellfish
May never settle down feel I'm too selfish
Wondering if this young wild and free life ever gets old
Word to my pops and everything that he's told me
It gets lonely when you're the best
And no one could flex like you do
Why you think I get money with the crew
Thinking how time flew trying to focus on the present
Thought that my prime was in adolescence
But now I been second guessing it
It's right now
Yeah
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English

Let's get it
Pardon the outtakes your boy is about cake
I'm not one these young fakes whose mind is on clout chasing
Swear I'm about-face from all the pretenders
Ya'll ain't worthy contenders won't make it on my agenda
I got a temper I'm trying to calm
Might get your momma tattooed on my arm
They want beef I buy 'em the farm
You get to talking now my face inside of my palm
Honestly this not new to me
Started acting up my bank account went through puberty
Your social media posts not cute to me
These other rappers mad I kill the beat so beautifully
Soon to be most respected
Cool calm and collected
I try to give 'em perspective
But just as expected these dummies try to reject it
And think it's all overnight how the art became so perfected
Yeah, might fly to NOLA for some shellfish
May never settle down feel I'm too selfish
Wondering if this young wild and free life ever gets old
Word to my pops and everything that he's told me
It gets lonely when you're the best
And no one could flex like you do
Why you think I get money with the crew
Thinking how time flew trying to focus on the present
Thought that my prime was in adolescence
But now I been second guessing it
It's right now
Yeah
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Writer: Regis Herasme
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Numemo
Language: English
Length: 1:29
Written by: Regis Herasme

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