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Uh
Hopped
Off the porch
Soon enough
We opening doors
Not in the crib no more
This world of gore
The peace is poor
These mental wars
No venting source
All bottled up
This sh#t been a cork
Of course
A corpse up in my closet
We all getting forced to change
And twitter’s the hottest
Fighting these demons with pencil swords
No therapist
You running from topics
Ain’t gone speak out
You need support
The breads important
Gucci imported
Optic ordinance
You get a course in how to absorb
People can’t see me up in these stores
All in my sad
I’m supposed to soar
Remember the stork days
I had all these dreams
The team gets more
I’m actually clean
The drugs get more and more and more
I know that I’m Abel
But Cain is coarse
Go choose the lord
Yuh, Uh
Holdin’ on topics like I hold in my vomit
Imma take 2 ahilic
Gotta make sure my mind ain’t for profit
Losing my brain every time that I’m noddin’
Listen to me imma tune that I’m vibin’
Take the trama
Wit the long time alone
Let’s get to riding
We can go riding
Rose wit 6
2 out the mix
1 had a gun
3 of em run
I was done when they laughed at the lunch
I Had it coming
They would do it for months
This really not paying my funds
The money exists in ya lungs
Emotions they load up in tons
No way to handle it but one
Gotta do it
That time of the month
My mind always loopin’
I grind day and night
No need for assuming
The piece of the pie but I never using
Tell the lies and you end up screwed
Moments in time I pretend that I’m new
Worm
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