Correction Paroles 333 / The Old Me* par TheHxliday

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Ayy, let me tell y'all some real sh*t
Look

Talkin' 'bout different sh*t, settlin' differences
I got accomplishments, and I might get 'em, damn
I know I'm feelin' down, that's why I'm smokin' loud
Don't want no relationship but I do keep her around
That's 'cause when I'm with her I really do feel safe and sound
You talkin' sh*t on her? My gang might leave you in the lost and found
I'm tryna swim through all thesе lies, but I swear I can't keep up, I'll drown
I'm in my bag, nowadays that's why I'm rollie down
Dеsigner and love, that's the only thing that get my mind clear
I got a soft heart, promise me you won't make it tear
You n***a's crossin' lines, you know you wouldn't dare
Shoot it up like Columbine, I can say sh*t too that might get you scared
I got my shades on
That goes to say that I cannot hide the pain, and I
I'm goin' insane, oh I
I'm not feelin' safe, oh why
So I sit back and kick my legs up
Reminiscin' days before I had got famous
I wish that I could go back and really change it
I miss the old me, it ain't the same sh*t

Ooh, and I know that's for real
These n***a's pocket watching but talkin' sh*t 'cause I made a deal
I made a deal, committed my life to the real
And oh, when I feel low I might pop a seal
I told my b*t*h I drop into it, like Navy Seals
It's young Hxliday, I'm not santa, no, I'm for real
It's R.I.P Fredo Santana, lets stop the kill
She played around with my antennas, now I lost the feel
I'm in my bag, I pop a pint, I'm off that pill
I cannot walk around with nothing, I keep that drill
Gave that b*t*h a 12 day trial, to see if she really real
You know I can't give no b*t*h my child, tryna get the mills

I got my shades on
That goes to say that I cannot hide the pain, and I
I'm goin' insane, oh I
I'm not feelin' safe, oh why
So I sit back and kick my legs up
Reminiscin' days before I had got famous
I wish that I could go back and really change it
I miss the old me, it ain't the same sh*t
That would feel amazing, what am I chasing?
Feel like erasing, wait, I'm switchin' lanes, and
Turned down the wrong road, don't know if I'll make it
I'm goin' low, low, I'm screamin' "Mayday"
Yeah, a popstar, I feel like Miley Cyrus
Got blonde hair and I'm never on time
My fine is somewhere you don't wanna find it
It's a real tall, tall heart that I'm climbing

That goes to say that I cannot hide the pain, and I
So I sit back and kick my legs up
Reminiscin' days before I had got famous

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