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Trevond Michaels

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Yeah, swear I don't f*ck with nobody
Trust been gunned down like a shotty
Am I crazy, probably
Or am I just lonely from being a homebody
With hopes and plans to grow into somebody
I don't know anymore, lost touch with myself
That's why I keep a fucking knife up on the shelf
Cutting ties with crooked guys and girls who lie
Stabbed in the back so many times
I swear I'm surprised I'm even still up and breathing
Sara hit me up this evening, talking bout drinking
But I'm busy in the studio, you know how it go, got no time for that
In the chair with my pen sitting back
And thinking back to better times before the rhymes
Sixteen had the whole world in front of my eyes
Now I'm 26 and I feel I'm in my prime
But it's giving me goosebumps like R.L Stein

As the hourglass sands slide down it's spine
People say, damn man, you still haven't shined?
Sneak dissing, it would usually trip my mind
But it's different when you know that God is on your side
I'm choosing to walk by faith like a nigga blind
And people are saying I'm way before my time
Wondering how far I'll be at 29
And maybe by that year I'll seem redesigned
A career that I know I could stand behind
Nights with the wife, we be side by side
That's the vision steady up in my sights
And most of my other exes are parasites

I miss this girl I knew back up from '15
She was beautiful and bright like the sunlight
Talking a 120 Fahrenheit, straight dime
And you know I'd be lying
If I said that I still didn't think about her all the fucking time

The thought of having it all, dog, I'm petrified
Cause you could have it all and lose in a landslide
Then sit back and think, damn, now I fucking wrecked it
Now I'm back at square one, I'm done, it's pathetic
People kick you when you down
Cause the world isn't fucking sympathetic
You be down in alcohol to treat the wound, call that antiseptic, uh
Shy in real life, expose my pain in the lyrics
Telling me that I ain't shit, I ain't trying to hear it
And the same critics pull the same gimmicks
They secretly bump me in they Honda civics
Lauren back in the day, she told me, just wait
I know that you want the world and your heart, it's gaining weight
But just leave it up to fate, Trevond
Remember that the heart wants what the heart wants
Damn

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