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Do you know the feeling?

l don't think my end want the best for me
That's why the question me, fake G checking me
Fuck the road but if anybody's testin' me
It's one step away like a 5-a-side penalty
Ain't is funny how this cash that I'm gettin'
Came from fuckin' PA's like I'm sleepin' with a secretary
We're all nothin' to someone, and that you can't forget
You thnik I'm playin' any games?
Why do you think I talk about cars, women and chains
On half of the songs I do, materialistic aims
Make me feel a way when I want it
When I got it, it don't ever feel the nothing
We got different types of problems
If you think it's dead you're mistaken
I'm hot headed and dangerous
And still livin' in this matrix
All I wanna do is make my loved ones proud
In this year alone we made three hundred thousand
We got different types of life problems
What do you know about livin' in a shadow
Here every single thing that you can do is still tainted
Twelve or thirteen when l treid into an adult
All them kids my age were goin' pathetic
I know so many man who got a will on their head
That I would kill to come home but their chances are narrow
In this world that we live in nobody listens
We do have thoughts but nobody's thinkin'
And I get it 'cause none of us are tyna kill the victim
Any disrespect then retaliation, instant
I know myself a lot of man have been dodgin' karma
You know the difference between life and death
Is one bad decision, three or four inches
So many man my age have got P.T.s.d
And I don't think that today it's hit them
If you envision, the way that we're probably liviin'
The things that we had seen, situations that we'd been in
You would understand why I do not wanna talk about my life
I raelly wannna help
But it's out of my controi and jurisdiction
But a lot of road yutes have got a sickness, mentally
Like, look
In a weird way summer it's the coldest season
One day you're chillin' closer in secondary
Next day your right hand's still a words memory
So when I do say that I'm alone, do you know the feelin'?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meanin'?
So when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feelin'?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meanin'?
So when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feelin'?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meanin'?
I mean that I don't have nothnig for this
I got people to inside and I don't write to them
It's like me don't feel pain no more
It's like I don't feel fake shit no more
I can't do hold journeys on the train no more
Can't shed no tear writin' on a page no more
I don't wanna value games no more
I don't want my friends on a case no more
I'm only too big for this nonsense, myself, I don't neeed problems
Myself, I don't need a deal or holding an option
I got a lot of love for everyone that tryna checks for me
And a lot of love for certain girls sexually
Textin' me, sayin' that she slept on me
And definitely wishes that she slept with me
Look
I got a lot of things I'm dealin' with mentally
I feel down a lot and I ain't not got the energyy
I need all of your help to get the best from me
There's way too much to do, I ain't gettin' sleep
The last time I got a rest they arrested me
Tell me a fuck for a video I didn't make myself from scratch
Every lyric, every melody
Every fuckin' beat
Every little detail in the art work and video
Everything is myself me
I don't want short-term success or a banger
Man are signin' to a sentence, gettin' lost in the words
And it's fine if you sign, I guess, it's each to their own
But these clones need to know that I'm different from the world, I am
Don't compare me to them, they couldn't beat me at my worst
Look
People don't get that I'm killing serious
I don't wanna play games no more
I give it five or ten minutes 'til your main ting talks
No more, no, myself don't wanna play no more
No talks if it isn't money made no more
No more, no, I don't wanna play no more
I don't wanna play no games no more
No more, mummy is ain't gotta hurt no more
You ain't gotta cry in that shirt no more
Mummy you ain't gotta wake up for work in the freezin' cold
In the middle of the night for a check no more
Mummy you ain't gotta cry no more
You ain't gotta stress in the night no more
Farewell, I ain't gotta say no more
We ain't playin' games no more


Posted at Sun, 12 May. 2024 - 05:23:32 PM

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