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Oh
All my life been a black
All my life the black keys
True I never was a bad breed
probably rather me an athlete
Man that move like a taxi
All my life in the
about life is it that sweet?
All those eyes at me

1]
I've been feeling low nigga, lowkey (lowkey)
How I break heart, a soul weep (soul weep)
on my passport, no sleep
This is what you asked for weep
Don't winge, man I'm here and I leave
All I wanna do, make songs, trees
Wouldn't be with myself if I don't speak
So I make the to address 'em and you know me
Got me in Buddha the more I proceed
Oh this life isn't
All my felt a cold breeze
And now we staying up and never down, you hearing me
Give me some time and a space, I'll figure it out
wanna know my whereabouts, and who I'm around
Been in for time tryna' find our way out
You can hear it my rhymes, I'll be thinking
I'ma be a for a minute don't get in your feelings
I even wrote for a minute, not a single lyrics
Man I got a life is crazy most cannot live it
See I'm tryna' sabotage me, got me fucking

All my life been a sheep
All my been the black keys
True I never really was a bad
Daddy probably rather me an
Man that nigga move like a
All my life in the
Talk about life is it that
All those staring at me

Phone rings and I missed [?]
All I hear 'em saying is, you become
This is you signed up for, you forget
is what you get, this is what you get

2]
All these eyes in the front row, hella' pure souls in the row
Remember seeing J I was in the front row
Couldn't move, was in awe if you know
struggling to find who I trust though
All my life in the cut
All my life caught the bus home, through the north
Then I got a pedal bike, momma flipped when I got
Like get killed out here but mummy I'm a rider and a fighter
been a dickhead in life, never try me
Don't get it confused I'm humble and I'm quiet
Loud niggas step into Simz and get
I ain't say how and it don't involve violence
Though I got Gs that are already in the for it
But there's no need, I want peace
me higher, get an eight from the supplier
Make mind up, what you mean? What you desire?
Niggas hating but it's man, it's a minor
I do me on my own and I'm the driver
Twenty-three older and I'm wiser
All my search for what I'd die for
Guess I'm the one, the I'ma fight for
Surely you know regret, who your ride for

All my been a black sheep
All my life been the black
I never really was a bad breed
Daddy probably rather me an
Man that nigga move like a
All my life in the
Talk about life is it that
All those eyes at me

Phone and I [?] everyone
All I hear 'em is, what you become
This is what you signed up for, you
This is you get, this is what you get