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Hey yo, Wesstyle
What up JS?
Let me get a hit off some of that marijuana shit
Here it is
Cuz you know I gotsta be real high
When I'm feelin the jump

fallin
a big fight is just a small fraction
of us we just gotta be real and adapt it

Huh, Complain
Two types of people in this world, lucky ones and unlucky ones
You know where I stand
Black cat, huh

Some were born for sweet delight,

what's a fuckin drought
Caught up in this life, tryna find a lane
Fear in ya heart, stress on ya brain
Livin in a world where all we feel is pain
Gotta

a Sprite
Dope boy fresh, dressed up in white
OG kush, living the life
Big dog status, get to the height
You a hype beast nigga, real ain't your type
I was in

question here is how real do i feel
My chest molded to the world around i thought it was rotten
In actuality the traumas i had almost forgotten

When I'm

Papi
Pull up in a 22 lobby
Big guns chop chop
Doing them tragic
All of my nigga they savage
They let you have it
With automatics
In the Dojo kicking shit

Backed by the books that I've been reading
And the stacks of the facts the worlds deceiving
Manipulating and controlling your mind
Acting all kind
Heart

Society
Drink away the stress, call it alcoholic Sobriety
Going out less cuz of fear of social Anxiety
You still tryna figure out where ya big heartll take

air how can you breathe
My arms always open
Give you all I have but you throw it out
Dignity's been stolen now
Had a big heart its been broken
All by

Never mind the miles of distance between us. 
 
Once again I want to bring you my words 
That can build a bridge across the big world 
Sending you my

Said you were real but you wasn't it make me sick to my stomach
I'm bout to throw up you had one job and never showed up
That's why they get the shoulder

wild, crying real loud
Dumping
Stress by the pound. But I can't quit now. 
Working 
Rocking this crown you wanna know how 
I earned it
I'll hold myself

but she knows me 
That's usually how the story go 
I know a real bitch gon' feel me 
I got a strong fetish 
For switching up the fuckin' flow 
Staying

the ambers
Stain my hoodies, mind enhancers
Fuck, look
Love making
Legs shaking
Heartbreaking
(Yeah yeah)
Big ballin'
Uncle Drew
Who it is
Groovy Seuss
Dropped

on the gram I'm flexing my bands in real estate 
You looking shiny now but chains and them cars depreciate 
Appreciate yourself take action and straight

Good evening
You could be anywhere in the world right now
But you're right here with me
Nah this ain't no movie
This is real life
Gotti I got this

up inside
(Ide, ide)
Your spirit makes me feel revived
And it
It’s Dwelling in my heart
And I
And I
And I
I’m falling in love with you
Deep as the big

still burning 
But there's snakes on the ground, I'm surrounded by these serpents 

Moving through this landscape of fake plans and handshakes 
I'm not

getting this fucked in the first place. Maybe it's somebody's birthday? Or just another Thursday in this big-fish-little-pond town. And drinking real ale

I'm sitting here in college tryna get by
But all this guy wants to do is just get us high
I thought Oshkosh was a place to get a degree
But now I

the world a little light through this life of mine
So when I find the time I sit and write this real shit
Knowing that you will but still not caring if you

a celebrity now

My expectations be a little too high 
But really I'm tryna stay above the radar
Even though the world is feeling too big 
I'll make sure my

here
When you're feeling down or alone
Or when you're up a night
And you wanna talk on the phone
When the whole worlds
I'll always be right by your side