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Outta touch, outta sight, it's just another night
Outta time, 80 with the lights off on the rotary
Fucking right, no controlling me, I'm now a different type
Lonely nights, losing sleep for money, tryna make it right
I know exactly what it's like, giving up without a fight
I never thought I'd do, but I did, moving on alright
My uncle told me, redirect your troubles, that's a simpler fight
Working out your troubles simultaneously will cause a fright
Now he's gone, I keep him with me when I'm losing sight
I wish he took some time to gather strength and make things right
Used to catch us in the ends, but on a different side
He helped me find my confidence when I was just a child
Now 1stfather back in here to f*ck the party up
A Casanova tipping over vases with a Tommy gun
With the motions, cracking all the codes, achieving all the trophies
Ripping through the crops, like a gopher, gotta stay sober
Salsa night, young 1stfather in some blue loafers
True culture, I could pave the way, let me map it out
Stash a house, never getting lazy, now I'm switching routes
Rap it out, meeting with my lady, bout to take her out
Mac out, pasta on the table, while we making out
Stepping out, gotta fetch my life, my time is running out
Anything with me on it would be a good song
Run a check, I'm excited, we headed true north
You can't hit me up to talk about some bygones
We hit your chiropractor up to ask him where your spine's gone
And that's a Midnight bar, they ask me where I'm going and I say too far
They ask me where I'm going and I say too far
Mind is in the gutter, heart shredded apart
They ask me where I'm going and I say too far
Ask me where I'm going and I say too far
We could really talk, have a conversation
I might lose my mind, taking on these phases
Yaya Toure out the box, there's no doubt about my placement
Blue money, Blue chips, it's just a Blue Monday
I'm now at wind with the water, cause it's a feng shui
Don't ever get played, get play
Did it for the culture, write a script, that's how I get paid
Accurate predictions, I'm Fabrizio, on Betway
I'ma really keep it close, be a cold May
Let go of my flaws and all my old ways
More money, more problems, fake friends and sweet rose
1st don't play, out my way, catch these strays
Rhyming hungry nigga starving like he don't get paid
I'm the man with all solutions, every day's my day
Wanted to protect myself by running away
They ask me where I'm going and I say too far
Mind is in the gutter, heart shredded apart
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