.American Spirit by Peter $Un Lyrics
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
OH
I'm looking for gold inside rocks
I know it's rocky but we still try to stay hopeful
Stay high and stay low to maintain focus
Ran a few races the finish line keep getting closer
While nigga still saying i sound like Chance maybe the cigarettes did it
I need a fuck that i can't give to put a cigarette in it
I think my shine like a shrine and i carry mine different
Ain't throwing shots just venting lines that might just cause you to listen nigga
Now what up
My shit been like a circus
Like somebody then cursed us
Im tryna find the good inside the worst stuff
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Cause im not you but im just as petty
Keep my mind ready
Always was ready
I was patient and made the right moves
Still movin bang the hood
Niggas up to nothing good
Brothers of a brotherhood
Pray my bros get out the hood
Knowing they would if they could
Knowing thats all that they know
Playing with snow in the spring
And planning to never go broke
Ain't giving shit up for lint
All of my vices a go
Having the time of my life
Cause tomorrow never is known
Now that i know what i know
Ain't mad at how it went down
I had to lose myself before i could ever be found
(Yeah)
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Can i sing my story, so these niggas can understand
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Can i sing my story, so these bitches will understand
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Oh Oh Oh Oh
OH
I'm looking for gold inside rocks
I know it's rocky but we still try to stay hopeful
Stay high and stay low to maintain focus
Ran a few races the finish line keep getting closer
While nigga still saying i sound like Chance maybe the cigarettes did it
I need a fuck that i can't give to put a cigarette in it
I think my shine like a shrine and i carry mine different
Ain't throwing shots just venting lines that might just cause you to listen nigga
Now what up
My shit been like a circus
Like somebody then cursed us
Im tryna find the good inside the worst stuff
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Cause im not you but im just as petty
Keep my mind ready
Always was ready
I was patient and made the right moves
Still movin bang the hood
Niggas up to nothing good
Brothers of a brotherhood
Pray my bros get out the hood
Knowing they would if they could
Knowing thats all that they know
Playing with snow in the spring
And planning to never go broke
Ain't giving shit up for lint
All of my vices a go
Having the time of my life
Cause tomorrow never is known
Now that i know what i know
Ain't mad at how it went down
I had to lose myself before i could ever be found
(Yeah)
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Can i sing my story, so these niggas can understand
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)
Can i sing my story, so these bitches will understand
(And they don't really care
They won't never there
Now they understand why im not too)