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I don’t feel like this is home no mo, I ain’t
Feelin in my zone no mo, I don’t see no open
Arms I don’t feel like I belong no mo, wanna
Go Somewhere I don’t feel alone no mo and I
Damn sure ain’t pickin up my phone no mo, ain’t no
Group weed smoke being blown no mo, de-
Leted your e-vite I ain’t goin no more, there’s no
Love lost but shit, it ain’t growing no mo

I’m stuntin
Hard nigga Knoxville, pull up in somethin to
Make you say that’s not real I cannot chill feelin
EGO driven, defense mechanism
Can’t trust my niggas or my women I'm
High cause i don’t feel like being low no mo, i jump
Ship nigga i don’t wanna row no mo i got a
Poker face my smile won’t show no mo, we
Tied but i don’t feel it in my soul no mo and I’m
Snappin out of a coma just to gather my thoughts a battle
Field in my mind but the Calvary’s lost I need
Reinforcements maybe a javelin tossed in this
Sea of corpses that know that I am Legend and I
Am Robert Neville I’m immune to the bite if there’s a
Club for authentic I’m included in for life nigga
Judas is the type you attract when you a Christ dark
Bound to take notice when maneuvering the light
Flip the switch ON niggas and I’m raising my bill
I kinda got that Uncle Feel like I’m raising a Will
John Kent how these niggas be raisin the Steel
Keep you contemplating if you gon make it 4real
No i ain’t takin a deal, I been advanced
Come up bout to look like a nigga done been a plant
Nigga I’m in a trance middle finger in a spell walkin
Round realized I’m the shit you can smell the
Fear in the air

I don’t feel like this is home no mo, I ain’t
Feelin in my zone no mo, I don’t see no open
Arms I don’t feel like I belong no mo, wanna
Go Somewhere I don’t feel alone no mo and I
Damn sure ain’t pickin up my phone no mo, ain’t no
Group weed smoke being blown no mo, de-
Leted your e-vite I ain’t goin no more, there’s no
Love lost but shit, it ain’t growing no mo

Making self diagnosis off of Youtube
Trauma could be passed in DNA damn who knew
Battle the anxiety attacks tryna shoot thru the
Years I invested all them sessions Makin fruit loops
And made decisions that decided someone else’s fate
When seven minutes in heaven lead to the devils gate
I wasn’t ready got dammit I wasn’t ready and it
Showed when I tried to see my child she wouldn’t let me and its
Cool, that’s the outside demeanor my
Inside is lava like how God couldn’t see a little
Girl go fatherless, but time ain’t enough to a com
Plainer but a real man would make that hour bottomless
Or send more texts, go harder, cause
I am not defeated by the woman that has my daughter I got
Love in abundance ima be who I’m supposed to
Have a vision be consistent be vocal
Be diligent for winning be hopeful
Be human, be holy, be soulful
The experience is your for the grabs you can
Cruise in your lane or you can floor it on the dash I’ma
Bentley on the road feelin gorgeous in the cab I been
Healin from my pain gettin more within my bag, I
Accept responsibility for actions that I’ve had and I’m
Foreign to this prison of what happened in my past so now

I don’t feel like this is home no mo, I ain’t
Feelin in my zone no mo, I don’t see no open
Arms I don’t feel like I belong no mo

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