Just The Interlude
Binta Zang
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As if I don't got the Midas touch As if I ain't over work but never brought it up Cause when it came to my feelings ain't wanna say too much I just cry to the ceiling and hope I pray enough I think I've had enough Of all the turning up Like how I walk in the function and feel the fake love A diamonds made from pressure I've been through the rough Right after the chains that's when they gave us the hand cuffs Ain't no telling what I'll do to make me a fast buck Raised from the gutta and ain't never gave a f*ck But I put that on my mama I ain't never gave it up I was a bad ass kid who couldn't help but interrupt While they was try corrupt A wide third eye It don't take much to see through a nigga lies But I know I still find myself wondering why Or how I'm gone survive Am I strong enough to make it? Is it real or is they faking? You say fake it till you make it What you serving I won't take it I just plant my own You find yourself lost Well please phone home I need you to remind me I won't be alone
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