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Yeah, hahaha
What you say
Hahaha
No
No, shut up
Shut the f#ck up bro
Different day, same sh#t, same problems (same problems)
Watch out, i got skeletons in my closet
New cash, new sh#t, new problems
Never change sh#t, don’t worry, still got it
Yo, i’m true to myself, if that means you don’t like it well
Then i suggest you f#ck yourself, don’t look at my #ss for help, pause
But all these fake boys, fake rappers always making fake noise
Always in your face, man i hate jaws
I hate the pick me m#th*rf#ck*rs doing jigsaws
Just to try to get some fake p#ss# from a fake broad, woah
Woo
Shit, yeah
I’m not a rookie in the draft
I’m blasting outta here fast
I know what you need, so don’t tell that you gon pass
Don’t tell me you want the bag
Cus then you not on my team
I’m a walking contradiction
An oxymoron of things
I know all my means, they’re plentiful in my dreams
I’m cutting out all the fluff, the things that i’ll never need
The things that you never see
The things that they never know
The things that i want to leave
The things that i often show, ahh
Woah woah woah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
Just a young man with a soul and a conscience
There’s a roof beyond this
Truth behind this
The truth defines the blurred line between tricks and loosely tied bits
Of lies defying god, like divine gods focused on chicks
What is this
Will i be alone forever, that’s just how i feel
That’s what seems real
Perception is reality
And i perceive, i’ll never get home in time to see, my mama proud of me
sh#t but i’m a prodigy
A prophet sent from god to see the truths of all reality
The truths of all totality, morality, and agony
I think god threw that last one in cause he was mad at me
But i still got an ace in the hole, a hole in my soul
And only the holy spirit knows all of my goals
Will i find the truth before i lose my self-control
Or i go rogue
Or have a manic episode
And they put me in some home
Where the walls are styrofoam
And i listen to the radio, while i sit alone
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