| You’re too blind to see
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| This planet is a prison for the damned, eugh
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| Go 'head and break your bread
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| With all your so called friends
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| Like they won’t they take your head, ah
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| Go 'head and break your bread
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| With all your so called friends
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| Like they don’t want you dead
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| D-D-Doing anything to really get up how you want
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| Niggas always sprinting, leaving niggas in the dust
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| Watching how I do it, they can never get enough
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| Still stuck in my ways and I don’t think I’ll ever budge
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| I just got my advance, I’m about to run it up
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| Married to the game so I won’t ever fall in love
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| I see all your desperate texts
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| I leave them on read 'cause I don’t give a fuck
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| Guilty
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| Who gives a fuck anyway?
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| We all die anyway
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| So go kill him
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| Who gives a fuck anyway?
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| What’s one less on this God-forsaken planet?
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| I’m in my zone right now, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone right now, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone, oh yah, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone right now, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone right now, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone right now, oh yah
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| I’m in my zone
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| Peace will exist in the mind, sever my patience
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| T-T-These thoughts are basic, these conversations
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| Can’t take them nowhere, I give no fucks now
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| Don’t act sublime, leave m—
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| D-D-Doing anything to really get up how you want (Weh)
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| Niggas always sprinting, leaving niggas in the dust
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| Watching how I do it, they can never get enough
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| Still stuck in my ways and I don’t think I’ll ever budge
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| I just got my advance, I’m about to run it up
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| Married to the game so I won’t ever fall in love
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| I see all your desperate texts
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| I leave them on read 'cause I don’t give a fuck
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| Aye, yah
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| Feelings that I’m feeling don’t affect my state of being
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| I got rackies coming in, 'bout to pay off all my demons
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| I’ve been keeping my plate empty, it’s the hatred they be feeling
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| I’m so sick of all the violence, inside all you human beings
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| Let them talk their shit, we weren’t listening anyway
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| Let them say their prize, we don’t listen to their fucking mouths
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| Reason I don’t trust, where were you when we were starving?
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| Had to leave that bitch, the only thing she loved was my wallet |