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[Hook] |
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Mama told me this life, ain't what it seems |
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Only two things, pick between |
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You can either chase a dollar, or chase a dream |
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It's hard to choose when you stuck between |
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I just hope I make it out of alive |
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Know I just hope I make it out alive |
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No I don't wanna work a 9-5 |
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No I just hope I make it out alive, alive alive |
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[Verse 1] |
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And I'm just yelling out my oh my, oh my oh my |
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Tell you what it's like for a youngin' in the 305, in the 305 |
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Always had a job on the fly, I must provide, I must provide |
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Dreams don't pay these bills, I tell no lie, I tell no lie |
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But I, stay straight, looking to the future like I'm tryna get a hook |
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Writtens every second that I'd jot into a book |
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Everybody judging, I was only tryna cook |
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Guess you keep it to a minimum when *************s wanna look |
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And I'm stressed out |
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Daydreamin' I just wanna be the best out |
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Scratch that, ************* you ain't even on a best route |
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Ice telling me you gotta take a chill pill |
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Got an Ill Will, yes sir, but |
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I'm feeling lit, feeling light, 2am Summer night |
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I don't care, hands on the wheel, and there's nowhere to go |
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Hopeless, on the ropes its more than a choke its hypnosis |
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Got me thinking in the worst way |
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23 and hating every mother ******* birthday |
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Gotta find a way out, way out, gotta find a way out |
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Ticking ever minute till the moment when I'm laid out |
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Running out of options, thoughts of me stopping dropping but |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2] |
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Word to my ************* all I wanna do is live my life, just live my life |
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See my mama cry, I gotta be the one to dry her eyes , gotta dry her eyes |
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Living with her smile man, you don't even recognize, don't recognize |
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I apologize, know a ************* been a pesticide, been a pesticide |
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But, what would you do when in a middle of young life crisis |
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17 and already feeling like you the nicest |
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Seeing ever artist you started you started when on the come up |
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Like you missed out and still keep it a hunned' |
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Tough luck save it, back to working on a slave *************p |
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Know you need a pay check, better not say *************t |
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****** up, you know |
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Move any race here, gotta keep it neato, even through the fake *************t |
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I never been the one to love it or embrace it |
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Fine line balancing the ills of these gauges |
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Tryna find a real in the middle of the matrix |
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Hundred dollar bills make way for our faces, basic |
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One day you gotta face it |
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Until then you chase it going ape *************t |
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Every minute counts, ************* being patient |
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Gotta get it now, I don't wanna stand waitin' |
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Left shoulder see Satan, right Angel face [??] |
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Chose one and pray to God like an OG |
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Could have gave up but |
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[Hook] |
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[Outro Skit] |
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Yes Mom, I took out the Pork chops, and I looked for a job earlier. I'll talk to you when you get home. *Disconnects phone** |
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******* up my recording and *************t |