| I got rent due on 1st and I’m a couple stacks short
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| Stuck on tryna ball but maybe this the wrong sport
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| Momma keep ya head up, I know we can persevere
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| Accounts get overdrawn I know the hurt is severe
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| Waiting for hearse to appear that ain’t the way to be livin'
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| Complacency is the villian
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| So Imma fight like Jake Gyllen
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| On my Goku when all the world is on Krillin
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| Imma Grind until I die so I’ll be makin' a killin'
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| So I go pick my cell phone up
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| Hit the plug up real quick
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| To cop me a zip
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| For me to go flip
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| Gymnast with the pack you think that I’m practicing tricks
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| But that’s the old me, this right here is just a quick fix
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| On top of my shit, like a fly buzzin' around
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| I’m juggin' thru town
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| Back up in a couple of hours
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| Still got some sour
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| Pull off to go cop some white owls
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| So I can get so graduated like a cap and a gown
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| I Go to dip my car won’t start
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| It’s fallin' apart
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| My whip and my heart
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| The days feelin' dark
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| Not seein' a spark
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| Kept sayin' that I would but now I’m all outta bark
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| Can’t stay above the water I’ve turned into a shark |
| Desperation look for life raft
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| Things are quite bad
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| Don’t just wanna float I need to chart me a flight path
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| Cuz on the other of the storm, it’s all clear
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| That’s exactly what I always would hear
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| (They used to tell me)
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| If there’s one thing I know bout trouble it’s that it don’t last always
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| But I know the trails and tribulations they can tell you its all pain
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| But lemme tell ya all the losses that you take lead you to your greatest gains
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| So I know that I’ll strive and survive cuz I was born to fly
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| Feel death all around me on an island of life
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| Corpses floatin' in the water lost ones all in my sight
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| On the cusp of giving up and just jumping in
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| Feel nothing inside of me besides potential I may never spend
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| Savings account that over yonder ain’t workin'
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| Cash out on this side like I’ve been bumpin' She twerkin'
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| I’m for certain
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| That the serpents
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| That been lurkin'
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| On the surface
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| Want me to fight and kill myself Tyler Durden
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| Life hittin' like bourbon, strong, sick to my stomach
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| Kinda odd with the facade put on in the public |
| Confident and bold but that gold is kinda hollow
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| Wanna lead and never follow
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| So second is hard to swallow
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| Things have been hard. |
| More than 4 hours. |
| Call a doctor
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| Especially when the storm is coming better check the Doppler
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| But no trip Cuz on the other of the storm, it’s all clear
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| That’s exactly what I always would hear
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| (They used to tell me)
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| Trouble in my way I have to cry sometimes
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| But we’ll be fine so I don’t mind (x3)
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| But still sometimes I
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| Cry out
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| Sigh loud
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| Lookin' for the line out
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| I wanna sell my soul but I don’t really like the buyout
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| Negativity all on my team don’t get a try out
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| I’ve got the fire I will never die out |