Sorrows

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Kaiden Hunt

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Feelin' like I'm drowning in my sorrows In this cold, cold world, I just pray I see tomorrow
On this road to riches, duckin' twelve and
Dodgin' potholes If the beef is about cheese, well Then we aimin' at his taco
How you flexin' with some shit up on the gram
That is nachos I was taught to always fuckin' lead and never follow
Lost my mind for a minute, thought I'd find
it in a bottle
Found it, now I'm back, I hit the gas, full throttle

Always grindin' like I'm Tony, till I'm chillin in a rolls
But I ain't really been on shit, but smoking runtz and growing old
You know I gotta keep the heat, lately shit been gettin' cold
I put in blood, sweat, and tears, so you gon feel it in your soul
How you out here living
But you only doin' what you're told
Beggars can't be choosers, that's the life
that you done chose
You can knock me on my ass, but I'm still standin
ten toes Never been, never fold, never switchin' on my bros
You ever had some shit to say
There was no one there to listen bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at six a.m., I'm on a mission
To get straight to this paper, keep my ass up outta  prison
Turn nothin' into somethin', use my name as definition

You won't catch me slippin', too much hustle and ambition
The only thing I'm missin', the peace of mind, I'm always trippin
All this late night reminiscin' about all my past decisions
Always movin' with precision in this life that I've been livin

How you gon' tell me how to feel? Ain't walk a mile in my shoes
Always movin' with precision, y'all be winnin' just to lose
Gotta wake em' up, cause they been steady pressin' snooze
Can't become a victim, we gon' put em' on the news

How we came up, you get what you get, not no pick or choose
Feel it when I speak it, cause all i spit is the fuckin' truth
Life is like a gamble, but I swear that I'm the dealin' proof
I'ma roll the dice on this shit, hope I see sixty-two

I remember bitches flexin' with that mom and daddy money
I remember feelin' broken, feelin' like they ass is lucky
Told this chick that I be fried, but I ain't even from Kentucky
Now they ass be broke as shit, I swear that life should be so funny

Get your pockets right, pussy, you ain't gettin' nothin' from me
Cause when I got it out the dirt, they ain't care if I got money
And this raping shit, the only thing my ass can really study
If they steppin' to me, bitch, I'm poppin' him and his lil' buddy

Flowin' on these beats, I be really feelin' my soul
Its tough up in these streets, take your losses and just roll with it
Life is like a box of chocolate, but we all don't get a gold ticket
I was stuck inside my head, I was gone for a cold minute

New chick just hit my phone, can't remember her old digits
I ain't stoppin' till my money is tall as like four midgets
Bitch, we like fast cars, we hit the gas to the hoes' limit
Pushin' shit like NASCAR, goin' fast and I'm hoespinnin

Shit, I been puttin' in that work cause it ain't happen overnight
Me and gang been on that action, bullets blastin' out that pipe
That pussy say he finna do it, we start laughin', it's on sight
If you ever in the dark, get off your ass and find the light

I done ran me up a bag, I done ran it up right
Can't be goin' out sad, f*ck around and live your life
I been barely sleepin', I'm too focused on the bread
Sometimes I'm in my feelings, shit, sometimes I need some help

Grindin' for the nights that I ain't had, shit, but my bed
All this blood that I done bled, all these tears that I done shed
And I ain't never stoppin' till my ass is fuckin' dead
What you say, pussy, I ain't hear you

What you said, I don't care if I'm on sent
I don't care if I'm on read
I'ma get this fuckin' money till my ass can't even spread

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