8:06 in the heights

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It seems I'm falling and falling down to a comfortable place
All to familiar the feelings that I've been lapped in the race
I see my homies doing well
And dream of how that shit taste
It gets me wondering what heaven got in store for my fate
I get up, sip up
Take a blunt to the face
Laugh if it off with my niggas sit and chat bout the days
Of being dumb and reckless
Now we gotta ride with protection
But I've been fighting for what reason?
How much more can I take?
I know it'd break my momma heart to see me living like that
So I crack a phony smile every time I come back
Up in the city where the niggas really fake it till they make
But me? I fucked around and finally made it then I faked it
I be ducking birds that curved me when I wasn't the shit
Now that I'm poppin all my haters tryna grind on my dick
They be like damn cam I wish I would've known how you lived
I look em square in the eye and tap the deuce to my lips like
I'm gone
Arrivederci
You won't see me again
In a year or two I'll vaca to the southside of France
Where all the pretty skinny white girls tryna take of my pants
I don't complain cause when in France you gotta do like the French
My girl be trippin telling me she hate the way that I live
She wonder when I'll do the settle down, life with some kids
Make her a wife and let her turned this pretty house to a home
8:06 in the heights these the thoughts in my dome
Hold on
Everything's on the up and up
Wonder when the f*ck that I'll be coming up
Tried the elevator but it's looking like the button's stuck
Mashed it like I'm playing tekken throwing hella upper cuts
Time is cutting close I gotta choose a way to f*ck it
But f*ck it tho
I'ma take the stairs get some cardio
I won't stop until my name is bout as big as mario
Told em f*ck the jag aye chuffer bring the rari yo
Money gon help with a lotta things but not the trauma tho
Geronimo
Money come n money go Karma flow
I ain't tryna stack a brick, just tryna buy my moms a home
Running through these commas seen more cheddar than McDonald floors
These niggas flipping patties while my niggas out here dropping coke
But me
I'm just tryna keep it pg believe me
Though if you try me know my niggas spinning shit like CDS
Walk this lonely road with just a pencil and my stress
Having talks with mother god I just pray she got me next

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