| You are a stranger
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| She wonders why
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| I don’t trust nobody
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| Not even her
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| You are a stranger
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| She wonders why
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| I don’t trust nobody
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| Not even her
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| People changing like colors in the damn season
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| People hating on me I don’t really know the reason
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| I be chillin' all alone like a lone flower
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| And I be smoking on some bud I ain’t sniffing powder
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| Only time they like me is only when I’m feeling up
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| But When I’m feeling down they don’t really give a fuck
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| I tried to find the key but Maybe I’m just out of luck
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| Or maybe I just wasn’t ever looking hard enough
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| And all these People always wanna rap about they straps
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| But You ain’t foolin' no one you ain’t fuckin' poppin' caps
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| Every word that I be saying man that shits a fact
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| All these fans say they love me and I love them back
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| And I’m lost in my mind need a damn map
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| All these problems got me feeling like I’m boutta snap
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| Smoking up so I ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Smoking up so I ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Ain’t gotta feel sad
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| Ain’t gotta feel sad
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| You are a stranger
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| She wonders why
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| I don’t trust nobody
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| Not even her
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| You are a stranger
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| She wonders why
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| I don’t trust nobody
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| Not even her
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| I’m dying to live but I’m living to die
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| All of these reasons are why I get High
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| I’m lost In this pattern my life is a puzzle
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| Finding the pieces but then they just crumble
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| All of these problems they got me so humble
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| I’ll take all this sadness and turn it to hustle
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| Smoking this bud and I cut off the snakes
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| Chill by myself and i smoke on my strains
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| Chill by myself and I smoke on my strains
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| Fuck a xanax smoke a blunt in the rain
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| Tired of feeling so trapped in my brain
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| I’m letting myself go so fucking insane
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| They said I was fine and they said I’m okay
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| But they didn’t mean all the shit that they say
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| They wanted some clout so they told me to stay
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| No trust for nobody I’m done with the fakes
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| Smoking a swisher and just for the taste
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| I’m done with the lean cause that shit is just lame
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| It’s an addiction I’m sorry to say
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| The shit is not cool and it’s rotting some brains
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| Im done with that life and I’m done with those days
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| Listen to all of these words that I say
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| Fuck a xanax and don’t sip on some Tec
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| Chill with your family and love em till death |