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I could tell you about all the vivid dreams from last week
Was Counting some Money greater than gatsby
Wake up broker than bench players and athletes
They discriminate like affirmative action
Confirm all my actions, like terrorists blasting
Talk bout who I was they must be speaking in past tense
Man he slick but to these chicks he’s a magnet
Still rub it off like an accent, passing
By is a train I jumped it who all aboard,
Workaholic feel better when I be sore
Negativity easier to absorb
They just tell me yo Tone, we want want some more
We want some bars for the waves wait at the shore
And every single day I’m like ya sure?
I pray to common grace and come up short
I smoked a poison eighth cause I was pure
Why
These niggas always happy in last place
Look in the mirror and I just see my dad face
No wonder why it’s harder to wake up
My dawg did it all for a pay cut
And all of sudden she wanna break up
See bigger the picture I’m painting, cuz after that I would just paint us
Funny thing I grew with some layers
Like How I Hold my tongue with some nature
Regretted every risk that was taken
Beano said I shouldn’t think about it, but these Niggas went and sell they soul
For a miracle
Accolades that they hold up like a merit show
Might cross me but ya can’t nail me hoe
I’m inhale till the L smoked
Where the rich wanna make sure that never they broke
Drive bys turned a nigga to a vegetable
Dream killers graduated they professional
Damn
Know if my momma hear this,
I hope I lift her spirit,
On thanksgiving day, the same day I left
But it don’t matter everybody ate their daily bread
Why this shit hit me harder than a side effect
Why they never get the message if I’m not direct
Why I gotta fight my girl to demand respect
Shame on me, I put the blame on me
Word of advice fore you wanna go to therapy, pray
Cuz These days I spin a cyclone
Everything feel easy when shoot and ya mind gone
How I’m gonna learn how to be a father when mine gone
Life is not a movie I ain’t fighting for time stones
I’m lifting the dumbbells with weed in my blood cells
Seen Everything plus hell like minors with drug sales,
Uh
They knowing that our generation failed,
Uh
I Know they do it all for a thumbnail
But These days I spin a cyclone
I barely see the moments when I’m wrong
They do the type of drugs where you die from
Catch up to speed finding peace in a cyclone
But these days I’m seeing when I’m wrong...
I barley see the moments when I'm gone
I barely see the moments when I'm gone
