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On Some Real sh*t (Part 2)
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Mac Miller
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So a lot of time We have fun and hit with this rap sh*t, right? But sometimes we just be sittin' there You just gotta write something that, that mean something to you More than just havin' fun, you feel me? So this is that Aha, look, uh, yeah Recently life hasn't seem complete Tryna speak the truth on each and every beat I ain't in the streets or strugglin' to eat I'm just stuck in a battle with defeat I gotta go to school, get a good education That's just a sidey's expectations What do I do when I'm feelin' so down? No more friends so I sit up in my house Think about the cause, glory, and success Momma just hopin' that I try my best But she scared to let me fly from the nest Wanna leave a legacy before I reach death I got my whole, life ahead of me To figure out my destiny Accomplish something 'fore I rest in peace The troubles that I reach seem to mess with me Can't keep me up, can't rest, can't sleep Breath go weak, heart go cold Body feel numb, think I lost my soul I don't know what the f**k I can do, right? Tryna live life but attached to this mic Light in the tunnel start to shine so bright Wanna change the world with the rhymes I write Uh, feelin' worthless, guzzlin' this gin Wonder what's my purpose, something I pretend I'm just in search for a brother or a friend Growin' up well 'cause the color of my skin? What can I say to that, I can't take it back It's just the love that made me rap Feelin' like a QB tryna take a snap Start my life, just feel great, relax 'Cause happiness, you can't pay for that Mind lost, lookin' for a place to crash Now I'm back on my own, still rappin' these poems And my eyes stay attached to the phone But she ain't callin', she forgot Some irony been added to the plot They told me not to love, but I ain't listen So now I'm missin' her and dissin' other women My best friends is some 40s and Ls I keep forgetting all these little-bitty stories to tell They think 'cause I rhyme I'm like the other kind Trapped in the times, don't even got a mind But I'm so blind and so wise We grind to climb, please rise And pay respect to the dead Go 'head let 'em rest in they bed We still gotta live, 'cause that's life It just don't feel right
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