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I been smooth wit it for a minute, I ain't got shit to prove
Self sure, but worry bout sell short, traded shell for sword, feel I'm too forgiving
Ask bout a nigga no one say my roof is splitting
I forget and forget again, my focus ever on pen, I be the bough you depend on
I gotta level up, nigga Nintendo, my new shit old, oh god my Van Gogh
A penny in the rough, or a diamond in the ash, I seen a nigga puffin' on a cigarello, where the hash at?
Look at my direct deposit, where the cash at? I just dropped gold, I'm finna delete the cash app
I just lost mo', but I'll neva eva fold, and I love Love, cold shoulder to a scold though, I'm scalding
Can never ever palm my dreams, I'm graspin' a Spalding
I be- I be from Dekalb not Paulding but what's home to me? Ain't nobody understanding
Damn it, make a nigga wan' leave the planet
Shit I'll settle for this weed in packet, and 'fore I leave out I gotta leave my jacket, leaves litter my vacuum
What's a waste of time? Nine hunned a classroom and 12 still treat you like babboon
Ni-niggas wan' hate, some niggas wan' join, though it's all love know the Cloud got no cap room
Double Aunt Andre, I met
Reminder every time I take a step in Hell
Mind at, oh shit I gotta get it, nothin' else be on my mental it render me mental
I gotta win if I was sane, I'd probably be the same, as you wack ass niggas I shattered and much I gained
But it's hard to hold together the barrier wearing thin
With no conventional future, no marionette in blend, goddamn

Said, said goddamn
Baby, baby
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I been smooth wit it for a minute, I ain't got shit to prove
Self sure, but worry bout sell short, traded shell for sword, feel I'm too forgiving
Ask bout a nigga no one say my roof is splitting
I forget and forget again, my focus ever on pen, I be the bough you depend on
I gotta level up, nigga Nintendo, my new shit old, oh god my Van Gogh
A penny in the rough, or a diamond in the ash, I seen a nigga puffin' on a cigarello, where the hash at?
Look at my direct deposit, where the cash at? I just dropped gold, I'm finna delete the cash app
I just lost mo', but I'll neva eva fold, and I love Love, cold shoulder to a scold though, I'm scalding
Can never ever palm my dreams, I'm graspin' a Spalding
I be- I be from Dekalb not Paulding but what's home to me? Ain't nobody understanding
Damn it, make a nigga wan' leave the planet
Shit I'll settle for this weed in packet, and 'fore I leave out I gotta leave my jacket, leaves litter my vacuum
What's a waste of time? Nine hunned a classroom and 12 still treat you like babboon
Ni-niggas wan' hate, some niggas wan' join, though it's all love know the Cloud got no cap room
Double Aunt Andre, I met
Reminder every time I take a step in Hell
Mind at, oh shit I gotta get it, nothin' else be on my mental it render me mental
I gotta win if I was sane, I'd probably be the same, as you wack ass niggas I shattered and much I gained
But it's hard to hold together the barrier wearing thin
With no conventional future, no marionette in blend, goddamn

Said, said goddamn
Baby, baby
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Writer: ERIK TUFT
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