| I been planning my agenda
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| Haven’t ate enough, I’m looking thinner
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| Pockets short for days on the impending
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| Cold winter, still prevail; |
| a winner
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| Ups, downs, fell into the mud
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| Tried sweeping problems under rug
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| Sleep-deprived and out of luck
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| Dark as hell and hell is hot as fuck
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| Unopened bills stacking up
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| On the coffee table with the shell guts
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| Lotta missed calls, hella messages left unread
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| I ain’t picking up my cell much
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| Tryna get it situated, come up as anticipated
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| Can’t appreciate it till you fail once
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| Licking on the stale dutch, got it cut and open like surgery
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| Breaking no burglary
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| Been down broke and the broke on low
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| Couldn’t cope with the smoke and the dough
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| With a knot in my throat, can’t comment
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| A hope can’t calm me
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| I won’t take kindly to folk tryna calm me
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| The joke, arm it you won’t
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| Find me amused by, hide now highly confused
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| Wide up tied up in my mood
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| Attitude queued up, stuck come and unglue
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| Mad at everybody, I can only blame myself right now
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| Where the hell Jay ask everybody
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| But I feel better about myself I found
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| Had someone ask if I lost my mind
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| If I had an answer then I’d be lying
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| Dawg don’t pick up my line, nigga I’m just fine
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| But I feel like killing everything but time
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| I been MIA
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| Money running low lately
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| I’m okay, I been here before baby
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| Lotta problems, that shit ain’t new, I knew all about them
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| It ain’t that serious, might’ve fallen
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| I got experience at the bottom
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| I been broken, I been broke
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| I been smoking, I ain’t choke
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| I been floating on my way
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| Vibe and broken, I’m okay
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| I been broken, I been broke
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| I been smoking, I ain’t choke
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| I been floating on my way
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| Vibe and broken, I’m okay
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out
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| Been way up, been way low
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| Always emerge okay though
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| Bro when the flows ain’t fatal
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| Hitting my fur rodeo
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| What we argue in the morning about
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| Storming out while it’s storming out
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| Pouring out my heart, pouring down tears
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| Prolly more than I prefer to count
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| Thunder rolling with aggression
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| Stomach echoing an impression
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| Lights flicker in the night sky, glitching
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| Must be picture they in heaven
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| Clouds leaking on me camouflage
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| Some of my emotions would say
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| Rain falls like an audience applause
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| Hoping sunny skies blessing
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| Got me double checking my connection
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| Waiting for the wind now hold the breath in
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| Dark clouds get to be depressing
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| But eventually go the other direction
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| Nothing that I haven’t gone through but I’m sober
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| You would not know unless you on my boat
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| Damn near flooded if you threw then I float
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| Baby I been down enough for you and I both
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| I been MIA
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| Money running low lately
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| I’m okay, I been here before baby
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| Lotta problems, that shit ain’t new, I knew all about them
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| It ain’t that serious, might’ve fallen
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| I got experience at the bottom
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| I been broken, I been broke
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| I been smoking, I ain’t choke
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| I been floating on my way
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| Vibe and broken, I’m okay
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| I been broken, I been broke
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| I been smoking, I ain’t choke
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| I been floating on my way
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| Vibe and broken, I’m okay
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
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| Get up, get to the money, gotta get out |