Lyrics:
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Feels like my soul flopped onto the floor
Keep fucking moving when the world tryna stop the roll
Need a new soul, rotten to the core
Grab
Woah
I'm dropping bricks back on my shit and I'm drifting
Strap on my neck for a mission
I do not love you that is what bugs me
I want you by my side in
and forth no lie
Success is all thats on my mind
This for the lows this for the highs
Line in the sand
I'm riding down 85 I don't know maybe I
Put too much
an amazing cookie
Spill it out like water eating all the fruit loopies
She got some friends for my boys all want groupies
They want some new taste too I
on a fin so I put it back in
I'm looking for friends that aint trynna' look at my ends
Rather share the same view lets look in the lens
You shouldn't offend
my teachers and my school knows
I was living with my OG's used to tell my mum that school's closed
Picture this, niggas slippin' on their blocks for
Quick with the production working on another season as of recent
(Can't judge me)
I started trynna do it on my own till kin and my friends heard shit that
this life
Either way, he'd still take pride in me
He told me to watch my friends
But I told him "it's cool
They'll ride for me"
No lie, me and my niggas
When I'm walkin' by the river
Stand by me
And Jesus Christ, He's my pillow
Stand by me
When this world can be so cold
I've got love for Jesus in
they know I'm strapping (strapping)
they can't get me lacking (lacking)
the bitch by my side (side)
she holds my weapons (weapons)
that makes me happy
pretend mean more than you
When I open my mouth and I can't seem to talk
Oh it seems we've been crying for years and for years
Now I don't speak any
and all my friends
Are out at a party
Burning through the hours slowly
I brush off the pain
Although I'm blinded by the glare
What else can I say except
it'll never end
Brother hell enemies friends
The fire's burning out of control
In my soul tonight
There's just no hope for me
Might as well nail me
it'll never end
Brother hell enemies friends
The fire's burning out of control
In my soul tonight
There's just no hope for me
Might as well nail me
Born alone, live alone, die alone
Call my old friends but, only hear the dial tone
Grab my keys and leave, at least the streets
Will greet me with
got a bitch to attend to
Got your girl in my crib and my dick on the menu
If he want the smoke then this choppa gone end you
I hop in four by four, I'm
ride the wave
I know that I can show her I'm the truth
Spend my EBT, we could have a BBQ
Cause I'm a diehard for a friend like that
And I would die
mediocre
I'm gettin' shit done by doin' more than most Push myself to the limit, that's how I get results
Hit the gym for some squats to build my foundation
worse by the sound of it
Something should have burst up in my stomach
This about a day I should have died
It doesn't make sense that I'm alive but God
schedules to busy to see that
People like me you call friends have fallen behind
Im surrounded yet I feel so alone
So much for people claiming they're
real for that
Seems we do it all again
Angels hide while demons pretend
Don't stop fighting till the end
My friend (Fah)
Lil buddy get back uh
You know
on self
To keep my head up high
And never come down for them
They say Life's no bed of roses
Guess it's time to grab my roses
I've come to stay and no
losing friends one by one
And I'm ok with it
No need for love in my career
They runaway w it
I'm sorry that I'm different
I know I changed with it
My life
I hate it, I pretend I'm okay
But really I hate the fucking sound of my fucking voice
Ready to my slit my wrist I fucking hate myself
For some
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