Full Circle INTRO

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ComoJo

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We stuck up in the, Cold weather, War torn, we fed up
Just the no shows who don't let up
Tryna hit my pack, scent strong as Tuscan leather
I got nothin but respect, for the ones who got me setup
Bringing in these checks, something small nonetheless
I'm just happy we ain't gotta scrape the barrel just to rake in the bread
Smokin' sess, thinkin' bout the shit I never address
All the baggage from my past gettin searched by the feds
Place your bets cuz the truth is undeniable
There's fire in the hole, blow you out the water leavin' ya career liable
This 5 years of reciting flows
Haven't left my home in 5 days, vampire mode
I'm on my Carti shit, did it fore he started it
X up with the opium Now that's a Ken Carson kit
Wonder how I'm coping now that everybody target him
I opened every door, just to circle to the start again
And everybody think I'm partying
But really I'm loosing heart
First form, no emotion, autopilot, supercharging
Every dopamine receptor just to get my brain to start again
Just to get my brain to start again
Hot summer, cold winter, need a cardigan
What ever season that we started in
It always come around, full circle, to the start again
To the start again
Just to start again
Hot summer, cold winter, need a cardigan,
It always come around full circle to the start again
To the start again
To the start again
To the start again
(Freakin' out)
(Hope it start again)
I'm freakin out, I'm hopin' that my heart'll start again

We riding through a cold cold summer but the trunk is still hot
Nothin different still a circular repetition of thought
Because today I lie awake and see the news of yesterday
Still be tweakin' bout' the problems of tomorrow I forgot
Problem in my DNA
Had to purge it when the blood let
Turn me to a monster now we in a different subset
These rapper where the subs sit, flexin' on the bench
As long as the sun sets, I'll fight my battle out the trench bitch
The youngest vet you wont ever bury me alive
Point em' to a coffin for every single weakened facade
Climbin' for the mountain top, I'm tryna keep my feet aligned
Dug my fuckin' cleats into the pure, concrete
Stop me if you can, ya
I been pushed to the brink as a man
My defeats were defined by the line in the sand
Jumpin off the ledge, and end up, right back where you began

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