I was running from my stress
Got me feeling hopeless
My money all mine
Spend mine with both hands
Cause I’m right and I’m left
Cause I’m the chosen
I don’t like what you rep
My sights be honed in
I’m never stopping
Till I’m dropping
Young alcoholic
Body a whole bottle
By myself
Filled with sorrow
Murder sh#t
Like it’s a world war
Got big dreams
To be on a world tour
Hawk eye keen
My senses are so sore
Cause all I see
Is greed and painful
Eve should take more
Bites from the apple
And I should pray more
Preach like a pastor
And I don’t ignore beef
But I don’t address it
Got some drama with me
Then we getting hetic
I was running from my stress
Got me feeling hopeless
My money all mine
Spend mine with both hands
Cause I’m right and I’m left
Cause I’m the chosen
I don’t like what you rep
My sights be honed in
I’m never stopping
Till I’m dropping
Young alcoholic
Body a whole bottle
By myself
Filled with sorrow
Got no money left
Borrow more Tomorrow
It was life or death
Kilimanjaro
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Bryce Ayers Lyrics – Kilimanjaro