Kunci: C major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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My mother tell me I'm crazy inside
Prozac prescription prescribed
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Another lie from the media
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You're feeding me thoughts on life
about how freedom is just a medium
So tell me what'd be easy,
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cause the hardest part I'd be living
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Being black barely grieving,
grievances going out to the victims
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We lost the season, shit, end of the year
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I'd be lucky I made the weekend
Everything that still happens
always happens for a reason
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But just because that's a theory
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don't mean I have to believe it
I see shit, I'm like fucking,
sometimes I hate who I'm loving
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Selective with my hearing
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cause most of the time I'm stubborn
Judging hoes by appearance,
attention whores out in public
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Faug
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Shaking something for nothing
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in hopes to leave with the budget
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I love it though,
never backed out for trouble,
always embrace it
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Chase the money,
my crooked life with it,
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straight out like braces
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Promise Lord I've been working
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on patience and conversation
Em
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Come along with this life
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and this life ain't nothing
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I'm wasting, my nigga
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This life I swear not wasting,
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my nigga
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Stay on my hustle,
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I need that paper, my nigga
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With a love, too many hating, my nigga
Who do you trust
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when everyone faking, my nigga
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Never been ungrateful, my nigga
But don't be givin',
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I swear I'm takin' my nigga
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Get it right, y 'all mistaken, my nigga
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This life we livin', this issue matter
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A time before my time matters
Fuck it, don't know what that is
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I do what's above the average
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To help them realize I have it
They comment on shit that's stagnant
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I never been known for slackin'
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Practice make perfect,
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been my perfect practice
Soon they happen,
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imagine something from nothin'
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Follow that intuition,
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livin' quick as they
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Coming for love and
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money and bitches
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Them snakes done killed off their trust
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That loyalty deep in ditches
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Too envious,
bet you couldn't move inches
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Wearing my britches, nigga
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This that fake shit, a picture
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Real feel what's hitting
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behind your peripheral visions
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Niggas fell into mention
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Number 15 split up in three digits
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Tell where I'm living
Symptoms of A1 sickness
Bando jumping like a gymnast
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Loss of fire in your trellises
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Calming upon pretenders
People who just beginning
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They never been good with hearing
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Listen, before you speak
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Might just learn what you
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have been missing
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Actually matters in life like a chemist,
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everything round is it
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This life I swear not wasting my nigga
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Stay on my hustle,
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Am
I need that paper my nigga
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With a love,
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too many hating my nigga
Who do you trust
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Am
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when everyone faking my nigga
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Never been ungrateful my nigga
But don't be giving,
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I swear I'm taking my nigga
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Get it right, y 'all mistaken my nigga
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This life we living is
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what you making my nigga
Outro 1
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