Lyrics:
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And it's hard for me to take
Believe me when I say that living with you is as bright as the day
And it makes me feel so good
I hope that it will be
presidents
I move love the president
Running like the president
Running like the president
Running like the president
Bad bitch in my residence
I live like
away all my power
And when she does she calls it assisted suicide
Cause its my fault that i didnt hide from her murderous mind
And I lied when i said
of residence
It made me who I am
And here's the evidence
An introverted soul
In search of excellence
Praying that my name
Can take its precedence
I said 1684 my
sado-masochist fires
We used to wish that we was able
To enable you to be capable of
Giving and living a proper meaning
To the life that you are leading but
I don't wanna be here
I don't
Be here no more
I don't know if my mind racing
or is my time ending
Residence of this living, I don't feel like
fires
We used to wish that we was able
To enable you to be capable of
Giving and living a proper meaning
To the life that you are leading but uhm,
For
straight to the residence
I said, I'm living my life and it's crazy
Can't believe these bitches tried to play me
Feeling nonchalant, it really made me
You
straight to the residence
I said, I'm living my life and it's crazy
Can't believe these bitches tried to play me
Feeling nonchalant, it really made me
You
'assisted' by Americans
And if 60 million dollars seems too much to spend
In El Salvador
They say for half a billion they could do it right
Bomb all day,
opps lurking around
They fake it all up
Lately I've been sleep deprived aye
Man I've been so restless, could it be my residence? It's cold
Morning
the coupe fighting headwinds
Fire burning sage bringing blessings
Land by the water for my residence
I'm a product of the elements
I'm standing in the coupe
conquer this new residence
When you sleep tonight
I'll be in your dreams
This time around
This lonely town has no escape
You're living a lie that is so
that I've felt fucking with you
I'm moving on, I'm goin on cruise
Leave me alone, I'm in my zone
You callin me back but I'm not comin home
I'm living so
somebody tired of assisted living
Waking every morning saying "I gotta get it"
Focus on the paper can give you tunnel vision
Drug dealing, stacking,
'assisted' by Americans
And if 60 million dollars seems too much to spend
In El Salvador
They say for half a billion they could do it right
Bomb all day,
hit the beat with a jab
The difference between me and you
I pull up in a Jag
Fingers inching like a rash
Fiending for that cash
They say "Kodak living
eloquent, but you suck
Took all your shit out my residence
I seen you with some other dude
It's fucking with my head. Who the fuck is this guy
Cause now
creep vigilance
Get me in my own residence eyeaheyeah
Working on finishing things
Tryna make living a dream
Tryna lean back in the seat
Tryna see what is
all out
Homie chill the fuck out
Try not be so loud
Cuz you shall not pass
You ain't Russel Westbrook
So go back like a TAS
Tool Assisted speed run
Yet
grow into what
Society considers trash the rope is to us
That means I'm hanging myself by living
The noose is getting murdered that or going to prison
kitchen so clean, nah mean
And which recipe dat a steam, nah mean
The lyrics dem a flow like a stream, nah mean
Make you feel like you living in a dream,
assisted on the microphone
More like Patti Labelle, on my own
Just single-handed, the mic I commanded
Phony MC's don't understand it, and it
Is the real
know what I deserve and what I'm worth, I'm back to winning
No longer fear a soul, a miracle, I'm back to living
Back to living and I'm not only living
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