| Days stuck on the road
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| Look up to the sky
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| Place I wanna go
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| Feel the wind, the breeze
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| Sun is shinin' down
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Nothings stopping me
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| No, no, no, no
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| They gon' say that the world cold and your hard work don’t ever mean shit
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| But if you work on something that you care about instead of warehouse then
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| brother you just might get rich
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| I know dreamings harder when you’re at the bottom
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| And all the old folk around you finna try and stop it
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| Strugglin' with socializing since I was a toddler
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| Grandma died in '09 n I wish I could call her
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| If you feel me then you’ve probably seen one too many mental breakdowns
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| Dark sayin «hey now» whatcha say now?
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| Back on the playground, I’m lay down
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| Its '18 now where the fuck the time go?
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| Whole world in a mess but its cool
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| When its a good day man everything smooth
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| When its a bad day my head get blue
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| I grew up too quick I ain’t know what to do
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| I’m feeling free, nothing ain’t pulling me down
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| All eyes on me, feet ain’t touching the ground
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| I’m feeling free, nothing ain’t pulling me down
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| All eyes on me, feet ain’t touching the ground
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| Don’t be sweating over me baby, don’t want to waste your time
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| All I’m worried 'bout is me baby, being selfish ain’t a crime
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| Sitting all alone
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| Spend my days stuck on the road
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| As I look up to the sky
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| That’s the place I wanna go
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| I can feel the wind the breeze
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| Sun is shinning down on me
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| Ima spread my wings and fly
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| And there’s nothing stopping me
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| We all want something we don’t know why
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| Everybody low now everybody high
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| We just keep scrolling till we all die
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| We just keep falling we just waste time
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| Even I get stuck yeah I do
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| But I’ll keep trying pushing through
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| You will never take that away from me
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| I’ll be fine as long as I keep living my truth
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| So I tell em' now
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| I’m feeling free, nothing ain’t pulling me down
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| All eyes on me, feet ain’t touching the ground
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| I’m feeling free, nothing ain’t pulling me down
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| All eyes on me, feet ain’t touching the ground
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| Don’t be sweating over me baby, don’t want to waste your time
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| All I’m worried 'bout is me baby, being selfish ain’t a crime |