| I got a good heart but don’t worry I’m just venting
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| See the things that I believe is just chilling in them trees
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| The leaves hit the ground taking in that cool breeze
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| Where I’m from, the winters is as cold as your attitude
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| If you stopped and had some gratefulness and gratitude
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| You’d calm down, I turn the sound down
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| I drive around town bumping to I get around poetry
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| Quotes, spoken is the words in my notes
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| Notation is the music that the sound vibrates so beautifully
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| The imperfections is what’s cool to me
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| Sure your skin is oily, but baby girl you’re cute to me
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| If everybody had enough time for this shit
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| You know, sitting outside, taking something in
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| Maybe we would be more comfortable with how we treat each other
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| But what the hell do I know man I’m just a rapper
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| And I’m trying make a song to feed my own self
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| Everybody got agendas when they mean well
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| They say that money is the root of all evil in the game
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| But every week I wait for checks, I’m more happy when they came
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| We rode around, round, round
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| Through the town, town, town
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| She love the way I put it down and
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| She ask me can I stay around and
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| But I don’t know, know, know
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| Cause she don’t really know my soul
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| I’ll never let her get inside it
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| So baby can we just get high yes
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| This one for the real people that fucked with me since day one
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| They know who they are so I don’t need to say done
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| She rolled up on that blunt, need trees for that front
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| Come through to the crib, take whatever ya’ll want
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| This right here is a lifestyle, I’m just starting to feel that
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| Been on my, shit for, a few years, since way back
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| Now you wanna see me, see me like it’s TV
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| I’m just tryna be me, make it look so easy
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| Man I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
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| What be a dick or be nice to you
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| This rapping shit is retarded
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| I think I’m the only artist
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| I’m painting pictures with words
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| Smoking high as the birds
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| Might move to Hawaii to get away from these herbs (I will)
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| Man I’m tired of all this talking
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| Bout this and that, and such and such
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| Give you a hug and say what up
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| But that’s it, I don’t give a fuck
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| I’m cold man get a coat, tryna float get a boat
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| She acting like she know
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| But no one really knows we should make it work is
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| Why’s it always gotta hurt and
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| I think I do this shit on purpose
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| Make us both feel so worthless
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| But it’s all good for the night and
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| You don’t really know my life and
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| You just see me on the surface
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| And baby that’s so perfect, yeah
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| We rode around, round, round
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| Through the town, town, town
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| She love the way I put it down and
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| She ask me can I stay around and
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| But I don’t know, know, know
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| Cause she don’t really know my soul
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| I’ll never let her get inside it
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| So baby can we just get high yes |