| Life is but a dream
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| Now I get why they say it cause nothing is what it seems
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| Except a struggle, because that shit’s real
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| And mom’s worried that I will not pay my bills
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| But I said I got the skills, it just takes time
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| Couple seconds later, she replied «Alright, I love you
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| Make the music but you can’t be smoking, idle, unproductive son»
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| For a moment, I let the words resonate
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| She deserves it all: an island, keys to heaven’s gates
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| Diamond rings and a nice caddie for the road
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| Told promoters if they pay me I would gladly do the shows
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| But they don’t reply, numbers too high
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| Like my self-esteem, stealthy team, N-U-Age Syndicate
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| Got it tatted like bragging rights, mattered right then
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| Or was it just a pattern on my path to finding Zen
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| In the realm of within?
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| Cause I gotta get that straight first
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| Or you could catch me in the black-stained hearse
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| It’s a curse to be young and at one with the earth
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| And the vibes that it leaves with the cosmos, STEEZ is beyond dope
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| Please cut the convo short
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| Because I’m truly not interested
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| But her booty dynamics confusing physicists
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| Damn, that’s another one down
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| Fucking up when I’m with my niggas and out on the town
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| But just know that it never goes anywhere but the air, and that’s polluted
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| already
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| And the atmosphere won’t be gone for a million millennia
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| So let’s do what we came to do you remember?
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| Just chill and enjoy each other’s company
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| Shit… it’s like only this goddess humbles me
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| Enjoy each other’s company
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| Shit… it’s like only this goddess… |