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But instead
I'm sittin' on this seesaw of life
'Cause I'm still the same guy when
I'm low or when I'm high
But when I'm low
All I can see is those
I'm much happy nowadays
No more child play, livin' life the foul way
My man just came home speedin
Tryin' to catch up wit 9-years of no freedom
Can anybody hear me?
Aye
Can anybody hear me?
Sorry, I didn't catch that
Fuck off, Siri, not you
I been feeling kind of blue
I been wearin armor too
on where that wind blow but lord knows
Yeah
How you do dat there
My life was just kind of crazy man that shit wasn't fair
I wanted an open father but it just
Atlantic, to get your fix
You had to hit all continents
That got you in all kind of shit
X and pills, adolescent thrills
Couple minor misses
You love the life
[Lil Wyte - Talking]
Wassup with y'all?
I'ma take this time right now, to thank the men, Paul and Juicy
for making all this possible you know what
sloppy
Get even wit haters for what
What's destined for me they can't touch
I'm custom made like a LUT
This didn't happen by luck
It's all for my Father
for me
Where it seemed findin' real friends to share would be a rarity
No longer wanted air to breathe, I couldn't bare to keep
Livin' within this cruel
Tristan
The trip was round Tristan I wasn't Even trippin
They hitting my line Jus tryna get it
This is my life I'm surprised I'm still Livin
This is my life
gotta get paid
Seize the Day aye, Seize the day aye
Livin' life like no tomorrow in my own lane
Seize the Day aye, Seize the day aye
No cap, hood elite im
on Chardonnay with the filet
Livin' the life that you cannot relate (uh, uh)
Try to catch up, you still miles away
Do what I say, like this ain't a debate
I want
broad day and livin' life with no hope. That's why I cheated on my wife... this life is strife... nobody's nice... should I take a knife and stick it in
They washed and dressed him
Fed him by hand
[Chorus:]
Yeah! I've left the world behind
I'm safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
haul to the bank First N.B.C.
Juve gotta a Beamer, blue and black with 17's
be Expedition shoppin, he just ordered 23's
It's all gravy, this life
a sentence
For a triple homicide, cripple any drama that reside in the mind
Of those livin' outside of my state line
Let em know we all the same kind
the record my verses be cursin
I swear my heart on my sleeve that why to me this music shit's so personal
Half of u mfs here workin, no kind of purposes
Yall
Like landfills, think we so clean. I say we livin in a bad dream, the kind that masquerades itself as peachy, perfect, pretty. cllow me to spare you
to go.
Livin life all by myself.
Independent.
Your offended.
Let it go.
I look up to nobody except for me.
Your idolizing people
That don't really even
life
Twenty Years Old, I've been married for a year and five
Months and we'll grow old, I'm just not the type to waste my time
And yeah this track is
man
Life is not by design man
Climbed the way to my prime man
Just stayed humble and kind man
And if I go down in history, just remember me, helpin'
grow I get used to livin' fast
Like whoa, see a chance and I never let it pass
Like whoa, life's a bitch and she bad
Lemme go and get her number before I
stagger through the scene on nights
Don't understand ya kind, this just a warning, a warning
[Chorus: Remedy (Sweetleaf)]
Yo this a warning, I look
by vision of my bone
Made me feel this chick was on
She said (I'm bored I ain't did nothin but lay round the house all week)
And so I said in my
the life that I'm livin I need it
Don't believe me ask my wife and my children
See I'm back on the street packin the heat
Royalty checks equal to crack in
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