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Lyrics:
30 mins ago 
You was gold 
5 years ago 
So far away 
 I need to know  
where my time go 
Did I let it go all to waste 
Don’t say it’s all love 
Cause finally my heart outta space 
Turning 20 now I’m not better now 
oh wait  
maybe cause I needed parents god told me no way 
Provide for my sisters 
I wasn’t out of 9th grade 
Hope ma you listen 
Hope we talk soon 
Hope you cool 
With all the smoke in my room ya 

It’s like a trippy dream 
It’s like a one way hell 
Enough to make you scream 
God done made me vulnerable 
I can barley walk straight 
I can barley walk straight
  ya 

Bout time to stop blaming god 
Bout time to start blaming me 
Bout time to be a man or nit 
Decide weather your the enemy 
Tough love was ,tough luck hmmm 
Telling me all the things that  illl will never be 

Fake love woah 
Fake love woah


Fake love
Why you show your face 
When you 
Wake up
Are you okay 
Okay 
Ya

Fake love
Why you show your face 
When you 
Wake up
Are you okay 
Okay 

Ya 

Trial n error
All my efforts 
Hardly hanging on 

Im prepared for 
For whatever
 always been alone 

Break the pedal 
Wouldn’t settle 
For less then a ton 

Tell the devil 
I won’t help you 
Cause I rather be my own 

Never been a soldier uh uh 
World on my shoulders uh huh 
Never bending over uh uh 
days are getting colder uh uh 

Ain’t no where 
To go and stay 
But my life isn’t over uh uh 
Ain’t no way 
So time to make 
one

To be or not to be 
I am all I need

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Lyrics:
How is it 
How visions 
Come into fruition 

3the instant 
3im talking 
5None of them listen

They wishing
I struggle 
Caught in the system 

I’m tripping 
Keep marching 
God said I’m winning 

Pretending 
Condition 
Isn’t what I’m missing 

Just real poor 
Just real dawg
Just Real bored 
It’s real hard 
To hold on 
want billboards 
To feel numb 
Stay strong 

3chic fil a 
3 bought anoth 
4 er fries and eighth 

3Usually 
3i take shaw 
4 ty on a date 

3 truthfully 
3 don’t got mon
4 ey in the bank 

3 Doing me 
3 means no prob 
4 Lems as of late 

3 member dem 
3talking bout 
4 you homeless fuck 
 
3 now and then 
3i think bout 
4 it growing up

3count on them 
3to never  
2 Show up

3hollering 
3til Im blow
 4 Ing out my lungs 


came for  bread 
We ain’t leaving with no crumbs 
We want all that 
Ain’t got funds 
Miss America 
Call me back 
Debt is a heart attack away 
Death is not my enemy 

Dying inside but I got me 
Living a life I’m all that I need 



7 Sometimes don’t know what to do 
7 has it ever felt like you 
5lost yourself controls

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Lyrics:
If worst comes to worse 
I’m sure I’m not the first to be 
You live n you learn 
You only growing up to be the person that you were 

The fuck is it killing me 
The fuck done got in to me 
Pls answer my prayers 
N keep me aware of all of my enemy’s 

Talking like you was the man 
Talking like who was the mess 
Full of shit they not riding til death 
Niggas don’t let me forget 
All of the dhit that I did 
They so unfamiliar 
But I’m familiar to them 
Talking that I’m familiar 
Like I don’t know they intent 
Talking bout came to support 
Next second they already dipped 

Cause I don’t know 
where my control just went 
 Solo how much I spent 
These So so rappers I know 
With bunch of polo n lint 
If there’s no where to go 
And we falling right in 
Into the hole 
No coming back out from it 

How we lost at 17

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