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Pretty much I'm up and down the ave all day long, all day long
There's days where like I don't wanna get high
There's days that I am getting high and I'm crying because I don't wanna get high but its just hard because all I know is to numb my feelings and to get -- back
I actually just relapsed in February and I had a regular job at the pizza store for a thousand dollars a couple weeks ago

3 a.m. on the road (Eyes wide)
Ain't been here before
I've been falling forward (Don't cry)
Pulling on my cords
Backseat of a ford
Bail I can't afford (Man f*ck 12)
Someday top Forbes with my money off shored (Swiss cheese)
Hail me as a Lord (Real g's)
Bow down
Space bound (Don't say please)
Crowned clown
Profound (Just say cheese)
New terri
Tooth fairy (Oh geez)
Dropping at my commissary
Can't stop now, the fall off is kinda scary

Everyday the same
Wake up, still feel the pain
Hands cold, cracked porcelain
Speaking dumb poor slang
Aight
Y'all ain't got foresight
Been clean about month
Once asked my boy to front
If Ima keep it blunt
Head feel like it spun
Thoughts just seem to echo
Porch steps not a balcony
Forestry surrounding
Struggle with a thousand dreams

Perversely cursed to blurt my hurt to nurses
Sick of dead end jobs, cogs, and burdens
Fight myself, feel like three different persons
Virgin version verting the turbulence
Detest the side of me looking down shirts
Gown looks nice but side of me distorts
Pretend pretentious mentions make me versed
Immersed in work still thirst when I emerge
Sturge splurging on the verge of Valhalla
Courage concepts gon have me model Prada
Hostile takeover, no clear conscious layover
Might do time, either way a day older
Road to redemption, lack comprehension
How I'm gon get there
Prone to lay stone of my own intentions
Blown from proportion, feeling post mortem

Everyday I walk a thousand miles
Search for riches like I'm white in Cairo
Split decisions fear that I might die though
If I do, wipe the cries and smile
Don't cry
If I
Decide
To leave
Just know
I'm set
With peace
Godspeed

Never thought I'd live to see twenty five
Still took days for granted
Mandates of my pride
I'm looking outside
Everything gentrified
Need a new place to reside
Drive blocks drained dry
Vaguely recognize, spots I used to slide
Refuse to sever ties with lots I'd like to hide
Know I should leave this life behind
But feel tethered to things that ignite my eyes
Make me rise
Innovate ways I make fates collide
Cliffs and hurdles both race my mind
Leaps of faith be what it take most times
Hop heap to heap gotta escape in stride
Feel like V.E.E.P. way I reap my ride
And after my tenure Ima sign a ten year
Kill my predecessor and take his ghost
Seats red leather
Navigate streets feel potholes getting better
Withstanding weather
Gimme 5 years and I'll be in my own lane
Seat at my Grammy's, smile on her face
Girl on my hip, finally make it past first base
No longer gotta wait for checks on Thursdays
Ima do it all just to die in my thirties

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