I'm starting to think I'm way to faded Abusing drugs in the daily ik u hate it She complain bout pass situations Always exaggerating But ion wanna hear it I'm alr hurt why can't they tell just by lyrics I been thru some shit at a young age so ion feel shit Me and dro knife clutching thru the storm so he Gon feel this When I'm spitting on this tracc Eversince I was a youngin always knew that I could rap Got in some beef lost touch with music source of income was da trap Fucced up the first couple paccs remember Ian make it bacc Remember walking home I used to pray I make it bacc Head on swivel hold ya pistol real tight you cannot lacc Ion think they know what it is Cus the words thats coming out my mouth I lived this as a kid It's crazy but normal the live that we live Take a walk inside my shoes and pants you'll prolly take piss Just a humble young loc n I'm just talking how it is Pure pain on this tracc it's like laced my song with dope If you grew up how I grew up you Gon feel this in ya soul I never had honor roll I was laughed at went wearing the same clothes U was prayin u get amiri I used to pray I find some poles She told me hurt people hurt people Im fucced up in the head I'm tryna go kill all My opps The shit I think is so illegal don't have a normal life so be having crazy thoughts
Sippin henny wit this blunt in my hand I’m cross faded Cant let you hold me down n lock me up for life I’m not Jason That’s the bro I love him to death I’m not hating If you my bro then hold it down fr stop fakin Im gon make sure / we up next /I’m just waitin
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I'm starting to think I'm way to faded
Abusing drugs in the daily ik u hate it
She complain bout pass situations
Always exaggerating
But ion wanna hear it
I'm alr hurt why can't they tell just by lyrics
I been thru some shit at a young age so ion feel shit
Me and dro knife clutching thru the storm so he Gon feel this
When I'm spitting on this tracc
Eversince I was a youngin always knew that I could rap
Got in some beef lost touch with music source of income was da trap
Fucced up the first couple paccs remember Ian make it bacc
Remember walking home I used to pray I make it bacc
Head on swivel hold ya pistol real tight you cannot lacc
Ion think they know what it is
Cus the words thats coming out my mouth I lived this as a kid
It's crazy but normal the live that we live
Take a walk inside my shoes and pants you'll prolly take piss
Just a humble young loc n I'm just talking how it is
Pure pain on this tracc it's like laced my song with dope
If you grew up how I grew up you Gon feel this in ya soul
I never had honor roll I was laughed at went wearing the same clothes
U was prayin u get amiri I used to pray I find some poles
She told me hurt people hurt people
Im fucced up in the head I'm tryna go kill all
My opps
The shit I think is so illegal don't have a normal life so be having crazy thoughts
Sippin henny wit this blunt in my hand I’m cross faded
Cant let you hold me down n lock me up for life I’m not Jason
That’s the bro I love him to death I’m not hating
If you my bro then hold it down fr stop fakin
Im gon make sure / we up next /I’m just waitin