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Sunny came down to the city Getting gone was the only way she knew Far from the whispers and the rumours What else was a small-town kid to do Found
whenever you'd like you're probably pretty selfish, like every other human conditioned by a sick society, lacking empathy, acting like narcissism is
repping then hold it up I was tryna buy that bitch a Beamer, but I ended up leaving (Yeah) She was never a believer, but I bet she believe it now Fuck all
you You couldn't see through my mind Couldn't see the future in my eyes So you were going left, I was going right You got really hurt by a couple guys
man, that's my fuckin' cousin Lately, I've been askin' what the fuck love is Baby, if you're ready, you know we can make it happen If you tell me
cocky Yeah, bitch, I'm jumping right out of the gym In love with fashion, can't lie, I'ma addict You won't believe how much that had spent Don't be
just leave me? Tell me it’s not easy. I hope that you believe me when I tell you I want you to stay, I want you to stay. Feeling hard done by as if I
Run it run it run it, OK I'm running through the city Where's my mind at? Guess that she's leaving Had to cut it away like Houdini I got a bunny
to do you must believe 16. you with little faith putting strength in what you see 17. Loose it in the earth and watch the Holy One move for you 18. If you
and deciding they're fawns Skinned clean by repetition, you hate this part Goddamn, you're a big believer in that applause light praise With mastodon
shit ion know what you talking bout I got real problems that's why you don't see me round Old nigga bluffin we bouta gun him down Jugging your city im
my city Tryna put the poison in me, make a nigga feel defeated Got me staying to myself, like everybody tryna kill me But I rise above the hate,
rise from this shit Put my life on the line, I would die for this shit Always been the outcast, now I'm the misfit I'll be busy doing me by the time
teachers told me I should listen to their speeches Now I come back to their city and fill the bleachers Believe me, I been doing everything I dreamt I
might as well respect the game 'cause it's time to see a change Talk about your flows and your clothes And all your hos and your doughs What about
through the city with your head held high. And all I can do is watch you go by. Oh, you're slipping away. Oh, you're slipping away. I'm gonna give it
ride through the city with your head held high. And all I can do is watch you go by. Oh, you're slipping away. Oh, you're slipping away. I'm
"fear", "emptiness", "grief", I'm not so weak that I'm Gripped by all these kinds of negativities, I'm a trickster who knows no loneliness Flocks
live to receive your blessings lord I’m not convinced by the way things go Painting all these pictures they seem to come true I’m stuck in mental prison
that I spend not getting It I start to think that Yall are trying to get off without Paying what you owe but all I'm saying is I just want everything I
ain't spoke in months Used to pay a guy a G a week to roll my blunts, uh Wouldn't believe what I made off of weed And if the trap was a sport, I'd be
straight tho We both want a crib by the lake so Roll one up so I can't feel my face hoe For the record, records what I make though Fucked around
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