Lyrics:
Sometimes you keep your peace, alright
Sometimes you pitch your fit
Bare down and work real hard
And always seek to keep your priorities
I tell myself these
This fucking beat, this fucking pen, this fucking ink
Is all, it's all my fucking therapy
Yeah
As I sit back and reminisce on my life
I often wonder
I checked the weather (weather)
I planned this day just to watch a film
I'm a mess and this feels unreal (real)
I feel enamoured (enamoured)
Ooh Ooh yeah
[Verse3]
Whatever leaves, by being yourself, wasn't
Meant for you in the first place
May honest efforts, attract the right
People,
footprints in the streets
They say, why you thug so fuckin' hard?,
Cause I'm tryna be rich by 17
3 catch 'em Loafing and he pull his card, I would've did it,
Two plus two is four and so is three plus one
Life is rough, man, that's word to David, but I'm more Goliath
And the only reason hoes sellin' pussy is
none
i'm not usually on the run
I prefer not to be around some
And how the years went by
Just because life was fun
Sick of thinking about the
Same thing
been honest
This shit that I live I never forgive
To bitches that tried to be here
Was it all real ? now it's all clear
3x It's a long road dont be
Three years ago, my journey began
Chasing down this cure, no plan in hand
Just your pulse, my racing guide in the dark
Just knowing with
as a hobby
14 and racist
In real life Phlowtron
Will stomp you on a daily basis
Alotta internet nerds
Think they wildin'
Keystylin' ain't freestylin'
No
your political life
Now I'll start this off, with a fart and a cough
So you know I'm still the ass i was, that I ain't gone soft
and your probably
calm, let me move like Rahmadan
Speak one word then you're gone, drop like Hiroshimo bombs
Creation of this playing made by 36 Chambers
It's death by
fetch that like Armstrong, and I'm gone
We trying to get up out this life on the real, see job applications, they never had the same appeal
I swindle like
I could probably flex like
"Where are all the rappers
That you said hype?" (Where?)
Nowhere to be found and now my set like
"Hold the culture down
Ima hop right in the coupé
Bitches coming by the two
You cannot fuck with the crew
Get the fuck up out the room
I lay it down in the booth
Lay her
gold-plated
You hatin', you jaded, this picture, I painted
I'm up in the city of clouds, ain't comin' down I think I'm stayin'
Watch out for them boys by
Should invest in real estate
Man fake is what they are
Even in they're realest state
Damn look at what you made
Damn look at what he makes
Open doors, open
the bail if you gotta stay there
I send a mail and a bunch of prayers
Shawty said he having nightmares, nigga, stay there
In between death and life, yeah,
[Chorus]
Since you went away, I been down and lonely
Since you went away, I been thinking of you
Ooooooh I'm missing you, Ooooooh I'm missing you
From
focus
Ima let it pass by
You're the only reason that I talk to her
Said road again 'Cause we never reminisce
I don't wanna go down, goddamn
But she tryna
(trumpet playing off-key notes) aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down hey Jazzy
Jazzy show this boy what some real
Music 'posed to sound like he he ha!
quit the job and we pray we get off first
I'm real life rappin' 'bout money even though I went got me some
Lot of these niggas OG's rats in the city we
mornin'
The syrup started pourin'
Coffee cups by Jackie Joyner
With Versace tile flooring
Rap game Alonz Mourning
Or maybe Martin Lawrence
Could've played
make me get crazy on you like Curtis Mellin
Unlawful consumption of alcohol by a minor
I bet put down more than you… old timer
They know all about me
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