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Over and over, the pain keeps me sober
And the pressure gets closer, dawg, I just need some closure
Over and over, the pain keeps me sober And the pressure gets closer, dawg, I just
Need some closure
F*ck the motherfuckers that done took my ass for granted
Got the Glock 40 on me, bitch, I shoot it for the camera
Dawg I'm sitting on the world, cause today I just can't stand it
Play it back and understand it, tryna figure what I'm demanded
When I'm poor and in my matress, & the rich
Is in the mansion getting away with all these taxes
Let's just f*ck the middle classes and let's kill 'em by the masses
If they white, let's give them chances, dawg, I'm tired of always asking for this shit
I might start jacking with a hammer, taking anything I gather
Would you rather take a bullet for your brother or climb the ladder to success, I'm tired of always looking for the best in others
Man, I really wonder if my mother like the person I'm becoming
Cause I'm running from my problems, I can't solve them, bitch, I'm falling from the ground
But I got myself an ounce, I'll be straight until the morning
Hit yo phone like, what you doing? What you doing
And it don't make no difference
And over and over, the pain keeps me sober
And the pressure gets closer, dawg, I just need some closure
Over and over, the pain keeps me sober
And the pressure gets closer, dawg, I just need some closure
Damage my lungs
And roll up my blunts
So ain't this shit fun
We're making moves, are we done
Damage my lungs
Roll up my blunts
Ain't this shit fun
We're making moves, are we done
I don't even talk about my mental, except on instrumentals
Follow fundamentals if you got that potential
I'm on a whole different level from the ghetto
I peddled, I put myself in this devil infested road if settled
This isn't fate, listen, motherfucker, this the cure-and-settle
Thoughts you gain when you living after watching God take every shot
Learning how to live your life, surrounding bodies, moving coffins
Smoking, popping pills, I never judge, I see no other options in this fucking planet
Gotta get up, take an act advantage, I ain't wanna talk
Cause I be thinking I ain't got the baggage, managed to damage every instrumental
I practice, gain a fan, will my madnesses be displayed on a canvas
True aesthetic, driven, listen, I don't fit in with the system
Got a few symptoms with the rhythm, should I be filled with that much wisdom
Ain't nobody tired of being a victim, why they gon' lie if their bank got frictions
Shouldn't be scared to share my restricted visions
Twisted complexion, as a father, as a brother, as a son, and as a partner
Gotta figure which is better for the futures of my daughters
As I put together stories, forge in order, I'm no author
I'm an alter to an alternate being that wants to prosper
It's that fourth dimension, shit, y'all couldn't fit into your mind to dating
Back to before Christ, to what you call your fight or flight
I feel this energy, assistance emitting this shade of light that gave me truth
I wrote it down in this page, in this book of life, gone
Over and over, the pain keeps me sober
And the pressure gets closer, dog, I just need some closure
Over and over, the pain keeps me sober
And the pressure gets closer, dog, I just need some closure

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