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Beauty

by Juic3

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What if I never made it out of my sleep Would you believe that I'm free Feeling close but still far out of reach Feeling pain only way it'll teach Had to learn from the streets Never meek still be chasing these dreams Empty promises did it for my mom and them Broke me to my knees still somehow you gave me confidence We was never seen so we feen to be the prominent Can't relate to niggas hard to fit in like a ottoman Sometimes I want to talk to God we'd probably hit it off But why you leave me with the flaws I'm trying break em' all Now I'm staring in the mirror bigging up myself Fearing nothing no emotion that I haven't felt I know my day coming still on pace running Was on my humble shit now I stay stunting Royal rumbling that bitch stay coming Street sweeper flow that bitch stay dumping Sometimes I wonder what's the purpose in life Rell told me you the light you getting brighter with time Got to shine no matter what I never waited for mine Complain I never had a chance I had to swallow my pride Heart cold riding slow roll a dice hit a four Any loss I bet it back cause we been there before Momma crying on the phone she say I'm barely at home Orange bottles on the floor house was barely a home Seeking peace don't get it twisted and quiet on the rocket Pulling up and then we twist it but we ain't playing Bop It Grew up with some niggas never thought about a college Seeing me balling feeling guilt cause they never had an option Brady to these hoes never running out of option Running through you niggas really feeling like I'm Dobbins Too much going on this weighing on my chest Too much holding on I'm still praying for the best If I don't do it it ain't getting done Tried to hang us out to dry like we ain't have the same drum Pockets stuffed I whip a pie asking for my bread crumbs Like we ain't in the same line like we ain't from the same slums I guess I handle mine had to visualize see the better skies No limit to these soldiers we just up and mobilized Learning all these lessons really blessings they just in disguise And eating off your breakfast getting breaded hold the pork aside My pain different I'm cut from the cloth The same cloth ripped and scarred up on Calvary Rock And I ain't never had to tell it ask the word about me Walk in rooms you know they felt it Guess they got the message

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