| I just left my city, watch me touch down in the Bay
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| Say you got a problem, you get hit with a K
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| I ain’t into talkin', know she comin' my way
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| Yeah, bet she comin' my way
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| Rockstar life and I swear that I’m chosen
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| She would think my wrist got a devil on my shoulder
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| I don’t need love, I don’t really need closure, yeah
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| On my way
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| On my way-ay-ay
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| See the times unfolding and, I swear, I’m going insane
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| On my way-ay-ay, I know times get cold
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| It’s all I know
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great
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| Move my mama to the hills, now she got a place to stay
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| Livin' in a broken family, my pops was bad as
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| kicked out of my house, know I seen better days
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| told my pops, «Don't let 'em take me to the grave»
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| I don’t care 'bout what you say, young nigga gettin' faded
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| Came up from the bottom, I was trapped down in the basement
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| I don’t do no talking, not really, 'cause we made it
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| Middle finger to the competition 'cause they hate it
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| Middle finger to the motherfuckin' sky tonight
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| I don’t know if I’ma really even die tonight
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| Popped two pills, I swear I’m wasted
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| You don’t want smoke, pussy nigga this a
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| Wash out the pain, put my feelings away
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| They say love heals, I ain’t healin' the same
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| Had to open my eyes, call out the gang
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| I just left my city, watch me touch down in the Bay
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| Say you got a problem, you get hit with a K
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| I ain’t into talkin', know she comin' my way
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| Yeah, bet she comin' my way
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| Rockstar life and I swear that I’m chosen
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| She would think my wrist got a devil on my shoulder
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| I don’t need love, I don’t really need closure, yeah
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| On my way
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| On my way-ay-ay
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| See the times unfolding and, I swear, I’m going insane
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| On my way-ay-ay, I know times get cold
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| It’s all I know
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great
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| Alright, this is like, one of my favorite songs
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| Shoutout to my, shoutout to my dead homie Carson
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| He’s the reason I even made this song, «Exhausted,» in the first place
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| Got him tatted on here, uh, lost him to suicide
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| So I know we all deal with depression and all that shit, but really,
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| sometimes in life you just gotta say, «Fuck it, fuck everybody»
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| I’m not even tryna be a little rant right now or whatever, but live your life
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| Who gives a fuck? |
| For real
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| Like who gives a fuck?
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| It’s all I know
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great
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| Through the highs and lows, I’m great |