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I can barely rap, I can barely dance
 I can barely laugh, I can barely hang
 I want a male stripper to do a belly dance
 For me and my boyfriend, that's entertainment
 And I'm drunk as fuck, my niggas tuxed up
 I need a reason to get my bucks up
 I need a reason to care about society
 They need a good enough reason just to hire me
 But, honestly, you see my mom can't walk
 And her lungs don't work like they used to
 I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
 I be sayin' shit that's just fuckin' rude and untrue and–
 But truthfully, the words had damage and it's cruel to me
 But even more cruel to be
 Dissin' you in front of niggas that pay to hear me
 Sometimes I be wondering, why I been trippin' off it
 I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office
 That's killin' two birds in one stone
 When I was younger, way before I was grown
 I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
 I'm savin' my time for mics later
 I might save it, dependin' on the shit that y'all write later
 I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
 They hate truth, they hate peace
 They want my niggas to burn with us
 Flickin' on the face of my wrist watch
 Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
 And between the tick-tocks, speedin' down the one-way
 Fuck these signs! Fuck these lights! Put my life on the line
 When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
 I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
 But, hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
 Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
 All my life I've felt inadequate, and through the years I've dealt with
 Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
 Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
 Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
 I'm haunted by the visions of my youth turned true
 I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
 But I'm a master of believin' my lies
 And you can't break me, and I can't brake at the speed of light
 I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
 Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
 I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
 "You cool, but quit complainin' 'bout all that"
 That's why I'm showin' up late
 I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
 For myself, for the small talk with my sensei, where my sense at?
 Four-cylinder go 'round, Lincoln Town Car pick me up, drop me off
 I got bubble under my biceps, sneak me into the sidestep
 Ego is gettin' sized up, I be on butterfly effect
 Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
 Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
 Tell 'em I work, like, what? What time for me now?
 Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
 Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
 Bank account move like speeds now, make it from ways to feed now
 Thinkin' of ways to be everything but right now
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 It's crazy how things feel the best
 When reminiscin' till we check ourselves
 It's crazy how people who left
 Say they feelin' left out when we step for health
 Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
 I don't always remember to call goodnight
 I don't always remember my altitude
 I don't always remember to stop the fight
 But I might check my sight, it ain't right
 Yeah, I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
 Until I'm forced to close my eyes
 Brain disease, parasite, eatin' me from inside
 Emotions bleed, I can't believe
 How I'm slippin' through the night
 
 I can barely rap, I can barely dance
 I can barely laugh, I can barely hang
 I want a male stripper to do a belly dance
 For me and my boyfriend, that's entertainment
 And I'm drunk as fuck, my niggas tuxed up
 I need a reason to get my bucks up
 I need a reason to care about society
 They need a good enough reason just to hire me
 But, honestly, you see my mom can't walk
 And her lungs don't work like they used to
 I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
 I be sayin' shit that's just fuckin' rude and untrue and–
 But truthfully, the words had damage and it's cruel to me
 But even more cruel to be
 Dissin' you in front of niggas that pay to hear me
 Sometimes I be wondering, why I been trippin' off it
 I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office
 That's killin' two birds in one stone
 When I was younger, way before I was grown
 I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
 I'm savin' my time for mics later
 I might save it, dependin' on the shit that y'all write later
 I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
 They hate truth, they hate peace
 They want my niggas to burn with us
 Flickin' on the face of my wrist watch
 Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
 And between the tick-tocks, speedin' down the one-way
 Fuck these signs! Fuck these lights! Put my life on the line
 When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
 I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
 But, hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
 Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
 All my life I've felt inadequate, and through the years I've dealt with
 Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
 Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
 Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
 I'm haunted by the visions of my youth turned true
 I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
 But I'm a master of believin' my lies
 And you can't break me, and I can't brake at the speed of light
 I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
 Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
 I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
 "You cool, but quit complainin' 'bout all that"
 That's why I'm showin' up late
 I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
 For myself, for the small talk with my sensei, where my sense at?
 Four-cylinder go 'round, Lincoln Town Car pick me up, drop me off
 I got bubble under my biceps, sneak me into the sidestep
 Ego is gettin' sized up, I be on butterfly effect
 Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
 Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
 Tell 'em I work, like, what? What time for me now?
 Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
 Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
 Bank account move like speeds now, make it from ways to feed now
 Thinkin' of ways to be everything but right now
 ♪
 It's crazy how things feel the best
 When reminiscin' till we check ourselves
 It's crazy how people who left
 Say they feelin' left out when we step for health
 Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
 I don't always remember to call goodnight
 I don't always remember my altitude
 I don't always remember to stop the fight
 But I might check my sight, it ain't right
 Yeah, I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
 Until I'm forced to close my eyes
 Brain disease, parasite, eatin' me from inside
 Emotions bleed, I can't believe
 How I'm slippin' through the night