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Same song again Ft FekDeg

RUSTY prod.(YSP) (REUPLOAD)

Different feat. Gin Morrison

The sounds of fek

93 FekMix

To be honest 

I been feeling kinda stuck
The last couple months 

Moved out to New York 
And I ain’t done enough 

In my own way 

I got a couple things checked 

Too many words on one page 

Now I can’t even read that 

Too focused on a detail 
That nobody gon notice 

Gotta wonder if I’m pushing back releases cause I’m doubting myself 

I got like 20 songs scrapped 

Left a couple themes behind 

Cause every word I write I’m tryna outdo myself 

I think it’s time now 

I’m letting go of petty 
Cause I’m never gon grow if I’m living overprotective 

Cause I could write the realest words 

And listen back the next week and worry bout opinions that’ll never affect me 

This ain’t just about music 
I’m in deep with it 

I weep with it 

I feel the spirit flow in me 
I steep with it 

Spend weeks with it 

It’s something more than words I write 
The homies say it speak to them 

I’m hoping the message God is giving to me 
You leave with it 

See I been very patient 
Thinking something would arrive 

Kept telling everyone around me 
I would make it 
Give me time 

I wasted that didn’t I 

Too comfortable in one spot 

Then last October God told me that it was time to move on 

I said okay and made a step of faith to places unknown 

I’ll tell you my plan 
Leave your home and make yourself known 

I know I got something inside of me that’s meant to be great 

But it’s a problem with a dreamer 

I be counting on fate 

So I gotta freak that 

I know it’s time to turn up 

Now I’m swimming to the deep end 
Cause the shallow end is burned up 

God been putting me through the fire to make me leap in direction of fate 

But it ain’t always easy for my attention to stay 

I’m feeling stuck in a current 

I know the only way out 

Is to kick my feet 

But my feet have been stuck in the ground 

Talk bout a stick in the mud 

Talk bout a river that’s blocked 

Talk bout potential without the work 

That’s a waste of a lot 

I sit in silence and think 

Why I got visions of self 

But don’t put in the work to make the visions reality 

Hell
I could list a hundred reasons 
And Explanations 
For what I’m doing 

But at the end of the day the word I’m looking for is excuses 

And I’m sick of those 

I’m sick of going to bed and feeling wasted 

I’m sick of being a product of environments 
I’ll face it 

From an outside perspective I look like I got four aces 

I’m bluffing 

Cause if I think About the truth 
I’m complacent 

Too comfortable with a situation 
I shouldn’t be in 

I gotta step outta this comfort zone 
And go with the wind 

the first step is letting go of myself 
I’m working on that 

For now I’ll let go of this tape 
While my full circle commence

Full Circle Freestyle

☆ ESTRELLA ☆

Just getting shit off my chest I’ll probably delete it or change the file

ApiecEofMymiNd


Shooting bullets, they chrome, one head one shot to the dome 
Look at the bullshit I’m on, too poor to rock some vlone 
They said that I’m in the zone, look at me baby I’m gone 
The bullets written they dead, that ain’t the shit that I’m on
I’m Finding love that is bleak, we fucking between the sheets
Silk satin, but we don’t speak, listin messages on repeat
She drives alone in her car, I’m following I’m a creep 
She asking me how I was lost, my baby talking so sweet

How could you say that to me, I got no money to speak 
I’m in my room so I read; I wish she loved me for me
She said that she wanna meet, but I know that lying 
Maybe it was just me, don’t text me yo I’m dying 
Fucking up my whole climate, baby here comes the silence 
And I know she is hiding, baby we are just fightin 
slit my throat for the rest, I’m just joking I’m lying 
I said things I regret, but don’t hold me to the fire 
Ctrl alt, press delete, I’m closing tasks for the feat 
The hallways start to creek, this haunted house in my dreams 
We Fucking like Charlie sheen, I work hard but not me 
I got a ghost, yeah she rides, she says thing I don’t mean 
Freaky shit, yo I’m gone, haunted medleys in song 
We just don’t get along, baby shoot me all alone 
Reading texts that you said, I had to change my number 
Stupid bitch want me dead, cmon baby you on it
She keeps writing her sonnets, keep that shit to myself 
I’m on an boat, watch the catch, we sinking down into hell 
And if I had it my way, she would join how I felt 
Psychopaths, how she delt, it didn’t matter oh well

Same song again Ft FekDeg

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