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Damn [?] made this Yeah Brandon, I'm so f**kin' bummin', bruh Lord, forgive me for anything you disapprove of, you know what I'm sayin'? This just how I feel right now Oh I know that God real (He real) But we livin' in a lie (We is) Long live my n***as (On God) who got caught up in that fire, uh Free all my n***as (My n***as), gave my dawg all that time I'ma let the song cry (I'ma let the song cry) And if this what it takes to get here, then I don't wanna be here Let's be clear, I lost all my people for this sh*t And if this what it takes to get here, then I don't wanna be here Let's be clear Seem like I'm at the top alone (Alone) I just wanna go home sometimes (Go home sometimes, home sometimes) Even though it ain't necessary (Uh-huh), people say that I ain't ordinary I just wanna feel normal sometimes (Feel normal sometimes) They said it was easy (They said it was easy), this sh*t is a hard-A (This sh*t is a hard-A) And they didn't believe me (Uh), they tryna ride the wave (They tryna ride the wave) We went through it everyday (We went through it everyday), we had to see brighter days (Had to see brighter days) You know that I'm on the way (That I'm on the way), I see my mom and dad I'm just a ten, where my soul like back in the day My soul like back in the day, my soul like back in the day, huh Pour up a four and then a eight, huh Take me a trip, gotta go see my momma Made her I promise I'd never leave If I ever leave, she'd be sick to the stomach This sh*t get dangerous, I can't explain it I'm lost for words but know that it hurt I'm never changin', forever gangin', pray every night but I don't go to church I got a thirty, she gone off her thirty I'm drinkin' on muddy, got stains on my shirt I come from nothin', I'm thuggin' in public If you play with me then I'm uppin' it first, yeah My side, my side versus your side, your side, yeah You die, he die, we stay alive, yeah No loss, more wins, yeah More money, less friends, yeah Smokin' on the strongest, countin' up some Benji's Huh, leave me alone, Ion't want no friends Keep it a hunnid like ten times ten Wanna take a pic? Take a photo then Robbin' your money in a four-door Benz, yeah And I got on the Retro (On God) Smokin' on gas, make your chest hurt (Ya dig?) And I got on the Retro (Uh-huh) Smokin' on gas, make your chest hurt They like, "Kevo back at it again" (Uh-huh) "He drippin' spaghetti again" (He drippin' spaghetti again) I'll never go broke no more, no (Never go broke no more) Got back to the fetty again They like when I'm gon' drop (When I'm gon' drop), it look like they ready again (Look like they ready again) This sh*t can get deadly again (This sh*t can get deadly again), so you can get ready again (So you can get ready again) I need me a med doctor (Huh) I'm gone off the meds again (Gone off the meds again) I'm feelin' real sloppy (I'm feelin' real sloppy), I feel like the bed again (I feel like the bed again) Off with ya head again I bet you won't play with my bread again (My bread again) Off with ya head again I bet you won't play with my bread again, huh This sh*t get dangerous, I can't explain it I'm lost for words but know that it hurt I'm never changin', forever gangin', pray every night but I don't go to church I got a thirty, she gone off her thirty I'm drinkin' on muddy, got stains on my shirt Thuggin' in public and I come from nothin' If you play with me then I'm uppin' it first, yeah My side, my side versus your side, your side, yeah You die, he die, we stay alive, yeah No loss, more wins, yeah More money, less friends, yeah Smokin' on the strongest, countin' up some Benji's Lemme do the ad-lib
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