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Done saying, I'm playing Last was on the outro Stuck in the house, to get out more been stacking up like I'm fundraising Most people in my get complacent Come places with girls, end up on them front pages I'm quiet but I just ride it Moment I stop fun with it, I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's shots up And a potluck, you need to come with it Don't run from it, H-Town in the summer time, I keep it 100 Lot of girls in my there, word to Paul Wall, not one fronted I was birthed there in my first year, man I know place like I come from it Backstage at Warehouse in '09 "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one coming I show up there and ain't no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in Back rub my main thing, I've been stressed out Talking to her like back then they didn't me, I'm blessed now to her like this drop, bet a million copies get pressed out She tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried about being the out"
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go tell Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my family going backwards No dinners, no holidays, no There's issues at hand that not discussing Look, I did not sign up for My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket And now acting like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck that shit Listen man, you can still do what you do, you gotta trust that shit" once that in dire times when you need a sign, that's when they appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it Hate the my mom cooped up in her apartment, telling herself That she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's shit And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round, started me like I'm "him" now Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just now Shit got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've been down
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