| Just breathe, young kid
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| Take a step back for me one time even though you need deep, young kid
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| If you say it’s gonna be straight and it’s not that deep, young kid
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| But it is though, home full of doubt and it’s 6 mode
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| Cans in the sink and a dish load
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| Looking for the fam who lost when they piss drunk
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| Probably like six-O, running my big mouth, uh
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| My teacher make lists now, said he can’t sit still
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| Henny bring fists out, Henny draw pictures, hoes with tits out
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| Man home, big guns smelling like piss now
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| «There's something wrong with your kid, Ms. Thompson
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| We got him right here in the office
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| Is there a guardian here that can come him?»
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| So I’m growin' more conscious
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| Of who I am becoming, I like me
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| It’s who it is, yeah, we’ve been through it
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| Still trying to fight all that entice me, no, no
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| But never without no issue
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| Who making a way regardless (Huh)
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| Telling you shit that we’ve been through
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| Take a minute now, huh
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| They say we in it now, huh
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| I see the prize on the horizon
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| It’s no sitting down, huh
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| We climbed the biggest mountain
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| So, fucks we give? |
| About none
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| I got some friends who died with dreams
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| I’m tryna live 'em out, huh
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| I said I’m not where I was, still not where I want
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| But I’m fine and that’s fine by me
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| Yeah, I’ve seen a lot and I’m young
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| Know the cops still in love
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| And the money, it be times by three
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| A little bit of heaven
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| All I want, is that a lot?
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| Until I get it, ain’t no telling me to stop
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| A bit of heaven
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| 'Cause my name is all I got
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| I just want heaven, heaven
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| My girl said she don’t trust me and then she left for work
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| Spent the day drinking in bed and wiping tears up with my shirt
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| You want this real life? |
| You want the thrill, right?
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| Like watching Pillhouse 'cause you’re real tired and your bro still broke as
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| fuck
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| So you want TV and don’t feel right (I mean, god damn)
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| Hell of a feeling, lately I just sit and stare at the ceiling
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| Doubt myself until nothing appealing
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| I’m coming up short when they ask me shit
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| Showing up drunk, no accident
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| Blame my thoughts on those around me
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| Never myself, so passionless
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| A borderline massive risk (Hey) to himself but it’s lit
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| Barely passed but I spazzed the passion and made it legit
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| But what’s it mean if most of your family situation is shit?
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| Addicted, risking kids, and asking where the vacancy is
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| Man, kids on the corner my classmates now
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| Way less good than bad things now
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| But the good ones just got highs and
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| And can’t seem to find out what I’m now
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| The lashing out or passing out
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| Then waking just to fuck her
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| I brag about this life, I’m finna build and cop this massive house
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| I’m not where I was, still not where I want
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| But I’m fine and that’s fine by me
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| Yeah, I’ve seen a lot and I’m young
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| Know the cops still in love
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| And the money, it be times by three
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| A little bit of heaven
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| All I want, is that a lot?
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| Until I get it, ain’t no telling me to stop (Woah, woah-oh)
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| A bit of heaven (Woah-oh-oh)
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| 'Cause my name is all I got
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| I just want heaven, heaven
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| Said I’m not where I was, still not where I want
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| But I’m fine and that’s fine by me
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| Yeah, I’ve seen a lot and I’m young
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| Know the cops still in love
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| And the money, it be times by three
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| A little bit of heaven (Woah-oh-oh)
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| All I want, is that a lot?
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| Until I get it, ain’t no telling me to stop (Woah-oh-oh)
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| A bit of heaven (Woah-oh-oh)
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| 'Cause my name is all I got
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| I just want heaven, heaven |