LYRICS: YoungstaCPT – 1000 Mistakes
[Intro]
Things Take Time
[Verse 1]
Rest in peace to all of those we lost along the way, they’re going straight up to God I’m going to Charlemagne
A girl-friend of mine just recently passed away, so if I fail once then I just have to start again
I’m Musa with the Red Sea because we parted ways and now I’m separated from my lady marmalade
It’s all business, no play so it didn’t work
I didn’t party with her, I’m kind of an introvert
I take apart the beat and create a masterpiece that’s beyond belief, I am far past elite
I feel like I’m Supreme, a young OG who’s living in a time machine and cash rules everything it makes sour cream
The Mother City is the kingdom where I found the Queen like a sunflower seed, and plus she had a wedding gown on still ghetto so I call her Lotus River Flower Bomb
I bear my soul on these verses but still keep the crown on, and to call myself a King it just really sounds wrong
I wrote this song in the early hours, our women don’t like that there’s a lot of girls around us
A lot of fish and now they all wanna hang on the rod, it sounds odd when I tell her it’s part of the job
Messages from other kinnes, she found a klomp, I try to justify it but it just sounded dom
Swipe left laanie mode activated, I know what I’m worth and I don’t need to validate it
Hustle money, cash payments for the tax evasion
My rap accent has the masses fascinated
And if you’ve been broke then you’ll know how to relate, and that’s the reason why the people keep shouting my name
My brain looking like all the clouds in the vape as I tally up a list of my thousand mistakes
[Chorus]
And I don’t always know the right things to say, and I’m supposed to be a wordsmith
Some role model I am, I’m sorry that I’m not perfect
I make so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes yeah
I make so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah
How do I begin this story, tea and koesisters on a Sunday morning?
I think your welcome has been overstayed, the love is gone but it look long to go away
She loves-me-not, I’m pulling petals off the whole bouquet
I’m in the ocean but it’s feeling like it’s Novacane
This was a verse that I just wrote today, the shit that you consider dope is what I throw away
Sellotaping pieces of my lyrics to a broken page but now I shred it and I watch the pieces blow away
You’re taking my identity to make it yours, but I am the original: I’m Jason Bourne
I am so grateful for the blessings Lord, but forgiveness is the only thing I’m begging for (kanala)
I keep the scale, doing balancing acts
Cause if you hear me rap then you’ll get a panic attack
You’re making loans and you’re breaking codes, you’re playing with my empire like it’s the Game of Thrones
Fuck your day job I’m a work of art (me), me and your favorite rappers are worlds apart
I turned around and saw a trail of broken hearts, I’m building something bigger than myself or Noah’s Ark
A crazy genie, it’s young Napoleon Bonaparte
I’m underrated, so I overcharge
[Chorus]
And I don’t always know the right things to say, and I’m supposed to be a wordsmith
Some role model I am, I’m sorry that I’m not perfect
I make so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes yeah
I make so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes, so many mistakes yeah
