Correction Lyrics Open Book by Quinton Griggs

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I done got so far (Yeah)
I done got so far, feel like I lost my soul (Yeah, delete)
I done got so far (Yeah)
I done got so far
Guns start aiming at me, yeah I drop
Got so (F**k)

Yeah, I got so far, I done stumbled on the precipice
Take a p*ss, let 'em know that I ain't with that sucka' sh*t
Yes I'm scared to love but I swear I ain't scared to cuff a b*t*h, oh
I swear ain't scared to cuff a b*t*h
Medicine, ain't medicine when medicine becomes different
So, relishing and settling, that fivе of them is [?]
'Cause this is all it takes
I nеver had to talk about the pain, but now my pain is all I ever say
Time is but an essence to tell me that you moving on
'Cause I'm stuck in the present, suffering from questions
People like to hold on to things that bring them pleasure
But gratify and idolize are very different measures

From love to lies (Oh, oh)
F**k the trust (Oh, oh)
Dangerously, informed about the demons that will come for us
F**k a tear (Oh, oh)
Cure the fear (Oh, oh)
Demons like to sit back, kill you and drink a beer
Don't let it go, hold on to your soul (Yeah, oh)
Don't let it go, hold on to your skull in fear

Cut me up and take a look 'cause I should be an open book
For everyone around me who apparently like to give a f**k
But really, it's depression and the message that they question
Tell me that we kings, but they treatin' us like peasants
Or maybe it's for purity to live in obscurity
'Cause I can take a lot of shots but when we shoot we buryin'
You know that I'm furious but careful to be curious
'Cause happiness was settlin' when demons live like jurious
Askin' God for wisdom, yeah
If for better vision, yeah
'Cause when I caught a vision
Rest in peace to my precision, yeah
Know I'm not a villain yeah, but I can make you double check
One, two, three, four, five shots to your head

Don't let it go, hold on to your soul (Yeah, oh)
Don't let it go, hold on to your skull in fear
Don't let it go, hold on to your soul (Yeah, oh)
Don't let it go, hold on to your skull in fear
Outta control, outta control, yeah
(Don't let it go, hold on to your soul, yeah)
What do I say? I'm feeling alone, yeah
(Don't let it go, hold on to you your skull in fair)
Rolling up a "J" just to feel-

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