| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| C Lance let’s go
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| Every day it’s like a whole new game
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| But I get nervous every time I gotta go through change
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| I’m 24 I gotta pull my weight but it’s hard now that everybody knows my name
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| That’s cool though I guess I keep it to myself
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| But ain’t nobody feel the type of feelings that I felt
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| I put the fear into my health I’d rather roll one up
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| Until that chain around my neck is looking cold as fuck
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| I might, punch you in the stomach till your shoulders touch
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| Ya’ll just think I’m going crazy «Merk hold your tongue"naaahh
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| Those days are over, drinkin' straight, I never chased that soda
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| The back alleys all we needed as a place for closure
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| Thinking back when moma used to scoop me in that beige carola
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| We drink corona by the bed just never staying sober
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| Wake up in the am and I’m always on that same old corner
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| Coming home high and we would try to keep the same composure
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| The back alleys all we needed as a place for closure
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| Who knows that’s how it goes I guess
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| I’ll be 6 feet under water trynna hold my breath
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| Merk
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| I’m trynna pick my direction
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| Sometimes you need a minute
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| These demons keep creeping on my shoulders
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| Take a hard look at your life and who’s in it
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| These demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'
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| I just see right through 'em I see the details
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| I’m trynna pick my direction
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| Bad luck can get you l-l-listen to that gut
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| But you can be a loser and you wouldn’t tell the difference
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| Now everything you used to think mattered really didn’t
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| You ain’t a baller you a product of the system
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| But you biting for the bait when you should be the one fishing
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| Get behind the wheel fuck the passenger seat
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| You got the steering and control and the gas at your feet
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| Look, you hear the rumours and you let em all consume you
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| As if it wasn’t something you’d already gotten used to
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| Boohoo put your big boy pants on
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| And drink another bottle but that shit won’t last long
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| You feel superhuman when you peel that cap off
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| Every other morning is the same old sad song
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| The pain and the regret won’t let you take another step
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| You claim you feel okay but in the face you look depressed
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| I hope you hear this and you go get some help
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| It’s not for you I wrote this to myself
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| I’m trynna pick my direction
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| Sometimes you need a minute
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| These demons keep creeping on my shoulders
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| Take a hard look at your life and who’s in it
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| Demons keep creepin', demons keep creepin'
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| I just see right through 'em I see the details
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| I’m trynna pick my direction
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| Bad luck can get you listen to that gut |