Songtexte ALMOST THERE (PROD. BY HIPPIE SABOTAGE) - Dumbfoundead , YEAR OF THE OX , Paloalto

They tell me take a number
But I can't wait no longer
I'm over going under and enough have stole my thunder
Underestimated, know one day I'ma reach you
From going south of Pico to the top of Machu Picchu

Almost there, I was almost there
Felt it with both hands, you should've been there
Life is so unfair but I'm on my sun chair
No, I ain't high yet, but I'm almost there

I want you front row when I get it, watch me go to the top
Ain't no reason to be jealous, no one forced you to stop
Up until the rolling credits, ain't no holes in this plot
And I promise I'ma take my whole squad, yeah
What you know about levelling up?
Homie, they said it's never enough
Slowly, I got my head out the clouds
OGs buried their heads in the dust
Roadies now in the back of my bus
Throwing money is nothing to us
This ain't a blush, baby, I'm drunk
This is that Asian-American flush
Underachiever, out in Geneva
I can't believe I'm lucky as fuck
I used to squeeze like five in a Kia
While one of us jumped in the trunk
Picture me rolling, I'm feeling like Pac
No, I ain't the new kid on the block
All of the homies asking, "Are we there yet?"
I tell them, "Be there on the dot"

Almost there
You should've been there
Life is so unfair
I'm on my sun chair
But I'm almost there

Almost there, I was almost there
Felt it with both hands, you should've been there
Life is so unfair but I'm on my sun chair
No, I ain't high yet, but I'm almost there

Level

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Koreatown
,, Hundred percent
Almost there, success

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Almost there, I was almost there
Felt it with both hands, you should've been there
Life is so unfair but I'm on my sun chair
No, I ain't high yet, but I'm almost there

I need preservatives, I don't care how they interpret it
I need my permanence, I put in way too much work for this
I put my hands and my feet into dirt for this
I don't wanna wait, no, no
I've been always stuck in almost no-go's
Lord knows that my soul's so frustrated for being so close
It wasn't life of the band
It was who could survive through the land
Taking turns driving, having all-
Nighters in the back of dry cleaner vans
Getting in fights, thighs getting crammed
Paying for gas and nights that we stand
We came home with less money but felt
We invested right for the fans, damn

Life isn't even unfair, but we're taking it straight to the top
Haven't taken the pain that we needed to bear
They say this is our calling but maybe it's not
They say that it's hot 'til the day that it's not, uh
Any day is the day it could stop, uh
And when that day comes then you're washed without any mopped up
Products, limited supply like pop-ups
Even if somehow we popped off, the system has been designed to stop us
Different, this time we've climbed up, jumped off
Mind's done evolved 'cause the times are changing
Every day, so I guess it's time to pull off, Yakko

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