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CoZmo the Gem

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Seems I'm always in my feelings I can't get them out
Shit I'm drowning in these lyrics but I'm causing drought
Hoped that you would figure out
The internet and music ain't gone help you understand me
I'm just trying to make some art
And probably win a grammy
Get my moms out the hood so she can have a pantry
Typing up these lyrics like I'm painting on my canvas
Hope that you can hear the beat inside me because it's blaring
Hope that you can hear the pain in my voice that I'm sharing
In and out of love like I've been traveling back to Paris
Vvs on my neck got the other bitches staring
Reaching for the stars like double Rs inside the ceiling
And maybe from the start it's from the heart
I know you feel it
Now I got these bitches undressing, I think it's funny
I use to have a crush on Alexis, but she ain't want me
Now I'm cruising round in a Lexus, I think she want me
Emotional companion attachments, I think it's phony
Broken heart in pieces and patches without the money
But everybody asking for rations when you got something
Rest in peace to all these niggas
Undefeated you can't handle me
Elevate my mind to pass the time
I'm smoking hella weed
Lyrical assassin, bury you inside the melody
You niggas ain't no friend to me
I'm fucking up my enemies
They tried to drain my energy
I smoked away my sympathy
Ain't no room inside my heart for pain
I know you feeling me
I promise ain't no end me
You niggas can't get rid of me
My words is like the infantry
I'm fucking up the industry
Seems I'm always in my feelings I can't get them out
Shit I'm drowning in these lyrics but I'm causing drought
Hoped that you would figure out
The internet and music ain't gone help you understand me
I'm just trying to make some art
And probably win a grammy
Get my moms out the hood so she can have a pantry
Typing up these lyrics like I'm painting on my canvas
Hope that you can hear the beat inside me because it's blaring
Hope that you can hear the pain in my voice that I'm sharing
In and out of love like I've been traveling back to Paris
Vvs on my neck got the other bitches staring
Reaching for the stars like double Rs inside the ceiling
And maybe from the start it's from the heart
I know you feel it
Seems I'm always in my feelings I can't get them out
Shit I'm drowning in these lyrics but I'm causing drought
Hoped that you would figure out
The internet and music ain't gone help you understand me
I'm just trying to make some art
And probably win a grammy
Get my moms out the hood so she can have a pantry
Typing up these lyrics like I'm painting on my canvas
Hope that you can hear the beat inside me because it's blaring
Hope that you can hear the pain in my voice that I'm sharing
In and out of love like I've been traveling back to Paris
Vvs on my neck got the other bitches staring
Reaching for the stars like double Rs inside the ceiling
And maybe from the start it's from the heart
I know you feel it

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