Lyrics:
I've been whispering for someone to make me crawl
I've been feeding the lies
I've been so hopeless, way too long
But I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive,
Uh do your thing young man
Doing what you do to bring your bands in
We all familiar with where the poor man been
So ladies do the most to make your
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
shiesty I'm playing the vigilant
Life is invidious
N**** I'm living it
Fighting these demons it feel like insidious
Got my feet up I been plotting then
as a smaller, closed eye
Surrounded by the same, peculiar glowing lines
He doesn't notice it at first
But the orbiting lines are connected at certain points
wearin diamonds like Puff
We got everybody else music sounding like US
So hold up! You better get your own style
Cause we been bumpin Screw down here for
for too long
I've been away for too long
I tried to go home and I couldn't stand up cuz everything was spinning
So I laid down in an alley way
NH3 retired jersey
Dedicated to the line like San Fransico curry
And you know what
It'll never be enough
As long as I'm on God's green earth, Ima keep
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
momma proud, looking in yo daughter’s eyes
Kickin' it with your sons, trippin' never realize
How good you got it, been so wrapped up in yo losses
You
a drug and I od'd
Self destruct, I be worrying my own peace
We've been up for a long time and no sleep
I can't trust for what you already showed me
In your
desperate for someone to hurt me
I've been whispering for someone to make me crawl
I've been feeding the lies
I've been so hopeless, way too long
But I'm
out for so long I forgot about me
Grind for the times when I couldn't eat
L after L after L 3 peat
Can't walk in my shoes don't got the same feet
He
rock all Fenty
Got a bitch look just like RiRi (what else?)
Christian Dior all on my feet
Pull up a suit, that shit a three-piece
That girl say she
what I’ve been through
I didn’t come one thousand miles
To runaway or wait here
I’ve been, under fire so long
I’m amazed I made it
I didn’t come one
down by my feet
Try to learn new things but everything comes out
I have doubts
It's so loud
I'm overwhelmed
Yelling under water
I'm underground
Feeling
satisfaction in life
By bringing up their children to bring up their children to do the same thing
So it's all retch, and no vomit, it never gets there
feel the same way
Big Phil
This for you pimpin'
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel like the harder I work
The smaller escape
The taller the gate
They say it's all in the game
And I should feel
Cause
I been grindin grindin grindin for a long long time
Yeah
I been grinding so long
But I don't see the dimes
I been grindin grindin grindin for
[Chorus: Mr. Probz]
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now
Running, running, running so long
And I've been running, running
Running so long just for the day
Today and I've been running, running
Running so
Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the real hood the hood, not the rap
momma proud, looking in yo daughter’s eyes
Kickin' it with your sons, trippin' never realize
How good you got it, been so wrapped up in yo losses
You
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