| Focused on the future not the past
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| But it’s feeling like I’m in a rotation
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| I tell my niggas they don’t even know the half
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| Feeling like I can’t explain it
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| Feel like I’m gone have me an episode
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| I tried one time just to let it go
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| Catch me with that glass tryna let it go
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| Til it’s gone
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| Til it’s gone
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| Tried to tell em do better but they called it hate
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| So its fuck it gotta show em what they call great
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| In my kitchen day old pizzas and to go plates
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| So best believe im bout eat if it’s high steaks
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| Best believe my pants creased
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| Sharp as razor blades
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| Tryna give em new waves
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| But they wanna try and crash em
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| But the surfing on the web
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| Im tryna own a lake
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| Somewhere i got no neighbors
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| Somewhere I can vegetate
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| Mississippi muddy waters
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| Turn to cali landscape
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| No cape on this hero
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| Put a hoodie on im straight
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| Jack
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| Find where the drum and base at
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| And a homie that gone match
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| Conversing bout bags
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| This the fire that you prolly shouldn’t smoke before class
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| But tell ya teacher who bumping and she’ll prolly let you pass
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| I been at in more than weeks
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| So i can’t let nothing pass
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| Getting out the circle, won’t come back
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| Focused on the future not the past
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| But it’s feeling like I’m in a rotation
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| I tell my niggas they don’t even know the half
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| Feeling like I can’t explain it
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| Feel like I’m gone have me an episode
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| I tried one time just to let it go
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| Catch me with that glass tryna let it go
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| Til it’s gone
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| Til it’s gone
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| Take this shit back to the Ville for a minute
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| That starkvegas if i gotta be specific
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| PTSD from the campus police
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| Make you walk with cold feet
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| When it ain’t December
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| Fake like i was eating
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| Where that EBT for dinner
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| I’m just playing but i needed more than my work gimme
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| Better when my tank on empty
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| Good reserve like ya civic
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| Lord just let these niggas feel me
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| Know I’m speaking to they spirit
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| Have you ever had, a dream turn nightmare
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| All because you ain’t believe what was right there
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| In front your eyes, you too focused on somebody else
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| How i wanna be a doctors couldn’t save myself
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| How i wanna own the bidness couldn’t pay myself
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| Shit could make you lose hope but never blame yourself
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| Because you never gone succeed if you ain’t never fail
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| That’s why a brother feeling high like he ain’t never fell
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| Float on
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| Focused on the future not the past
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| But it’s feeling like I’m in a rotation
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| I tell my niggas they don’t even know the half
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| Feeling like I can’t explain it
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| Feel like I’m gone have me an episode
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| I tried one time just to let it go
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| Catch me with that glass tryna let it go
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| Til it’s gone
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| Til it’s gone |