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Life's Symphony: Clavish's Journey Through Struggle and Swagger
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Lyrics

If I weren't out'ere you know I couldn't rap like this

If I weren't present in this lifestyle, I wouldn't have the ability to rap like this.

If I weren't broke before you know I wouldn't trap like this

If I hadn't experienced financial struggles before, I wouldn't engage in illegal activities like drug dealing.

PTSD the reason why I act like this

My behavior is influenced by Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).

No one ain't put the 6 on the map like this

No one else has represented the area code 6 (presumably where the artist is from) in music like I have.

Thin waist, don't know how she got a back like this

Commenting on a woman's physical appearance, complimenting her figure.

Hoes from all over tryna harrass the kid

Women from various places are trying to bother or pursue me.

I dress clean they're attemptin' to cat my drip

Others try to imitate my fashion sense.

But with the same clothes still ain't got swag like this

Even with the same clothes, others cannot match my style.


I know I said it weren't fashion week course I was trippin'

Previously, I may have made a statement about not caring about fashion, which was not accurate.

When I run into the opps I leave all of them drippin'

When encountering rivals, I leave them in a bad situation.

Sometimes I gotta thank God for real

I'm grateful to God for my circumstances.

Imagine if I got caught for all of them chingins

Imagining the consequences if I were caught for violent actions.

I wish nothin' but the best for all of them niggas

I wish well for others, even those I may have conflict with.

'Cause when the young boys step outside it's due to be wicked

When young individuals from my area go out, there's potential for trouble.

Don't know why he raps smoke when he's usually timid

Commenting on someone's behavior—acting tough when they're usually not.

If you see me in a foreign then it's usually tinted

When seen in a luxury car, the windows are usually tinted.

Who remembers when three got splashed in a day

Referencing a past violent event involving three people.

Jo- lucky that I didn't leave tracks in his face

Fortunate that the violence didn't leave visible marks.

Got racks on my wrist, got racks for a chick

Having expensive accessories and money to impress a woman.

That's tryna make change off tellin' us where they live

Someone is trying to profit by providing information about others' whereabouts.

I'm breezin' through the ends in a Taycan

Driving through the neighborhood in a Taycan (a type of car).

How am I hittin' from the back when she told me she's taken?

Engaging intimately with a woman who claimed to be in a relationship.

Ship and gale quick but it's vacant

An area or situation may seem calm but is actually dangerous.

I was on A-wing boilin' my kettle with the razors

Reflecting on past troubles while in a specific area (A-wing could refer to a prison unit).


If I weren't out'ere you know I couldn't rap like this

Repetition of previous verses.

If I weren't broke before you know I wouldn't trap like this

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PTSD the reason why I act like this

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No one ain't put the 6 on the map like this

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Thin waist, don't know how she got a back like this

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Hoes from all over tryna harrass the kid

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I dress clean they're attemptin' to cat my drip

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But with the same clothes still ain't got swag like this

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Friends push friends, that's fallen men

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She gotta have her own bag and be more than peng

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Pagans can't say my name when it comes to bread

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Forget fifty, them man ain't got more than ten

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Done it one time now she thinks we're more than friends

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Here's a one-on-one, make sure you call again

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Got the drop now gangs on tour again

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Just make sure it's not none of yours again

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My stacks puttin' on weight like it's doin' up Apetemin

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That time of the month don't stop her from hattin' it

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A fours in the cab I'm on edge never panickin'

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My mans bussy but the young G's embarrassin'

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Little broke niggas tryna size up

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Stroke it from the side before I tell her throw the thighs up

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Nothings really changed I'm still throwin' gang signs up

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Same postcode but they won't ever be none like us

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If I weren't out'ere you know I couldn't rap like this

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If I weren't broke before you know I wouldn't trap like this

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PTSD the reason why I act like this

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No one ain't put the 6 on the map like this

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Thin waist, don't know how she got a back like this

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Hoes from all over tryna harrass the kid

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I dress clean they're attemptin' to cat my drip

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But with the same clothes still ain't got swag like this

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The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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