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City full of dream Killas
Shit ain't always Seem
Did all of this on my own
But some how they still think I need n****s
Believe in a, higher power
I speak with him
He say this new shit gone wake em up
Cant stay sleep wen they sleeping on you
But f*ck this rap shit
Ain't been intact with my myself
I'm tryna get back to Matt wit the glasses
In class me Tylar acting an ass
Drawing all of my favorite characters
On the back of my work
Should've taught us how to pay taxes
Then maybe I would've payed more attention...

A lot of my peers
Can't even value a friendship
Or even meet the goals they set
Been wigging out from symptoms
Of losing my shit I can't be victim
Of my surroundings I'm slipping
Inside these bottles we sipping
I put my problems in swishers
I cut a lotta my friends off
I gotta lot on my mental
I do a lotta of shit different
They may have said I done switched up
Hate when they shit on my name
I know you in Pain I forgive you...

I gotta get away, of course I'll miss ya
My parents still here my brothers here
But not our best interest
Key to the city I'll put us on through the lyrics
Til then I gotta get out here
Write me back when you hear thi... (POW!)
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City full of dream Killas
Shit ain't always Seem
Did all of this on my own
But some how they still think I need n****s
Believe in a, higher power
I speak with him
He say this new shit gone wake em up
Cant stay sleep wen they sleeping on you
But f*ck this rap shit
Ain't been intact with my myself
I'm tryna get back to Matt wit the glasses
In class me Tylar acting an ass
Drawing all of my favorite characters
On the back of my work
Should've taught us how to pay taxes
Then maybe I would've payed more attention...

A lot of my peers
Can't even value a friendship
Or even meet the goals they set
Been wigging out from symptoms
Of losing my shit I can't be victim
Of my surroundings I'm slipping
Inside these bottles we sipping
I put my problems in swishers
I cut a lotta my friends off
I gotta lot on my mental
I do a lotta of shit different
They may have said I done switched up
Hate when they shit on my name
I know you in Pain I forgive you...

I gotta get away, of course I'll miss ya
My parents still here my brothers here
But not our best interest
Key to the city I'll put us on through the lyrics
Til then I gotta get out here
Write me back when you hear thi... (POW!)
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