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Done saying, I'm done time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to get out been stacking up like I'm fundraising Most people in my position get places with star girls, end up on them front pages I'm quiet but I just with it Moment I stop having fun with it, I'll be done it I'm the only one that's putting up And like a potluck, you need to come it Don't run from it, like in the summer time, I keep it 100 Lot of in my time there, word to Paul Wall, not one fronted I was birthed there in my year, man I know that place like I come from it at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one coming 'fore I show up and ain't no one there?" These days, I probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in there Back rub from my main thing, been stressed out Talking to her like back then they didn't me, I'm blessed now Talking to her 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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Someone go tell to get the Backwoods Money got my family going backwards No dinners, no holidays, no There's issues at hand that we're not Look, I did not sign up for My uncle used to have all things on his bucket list And now he's acting like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck shit Listen man, you can do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit" Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, that's when appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll say it here Hate the fact my mom 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 from the M-Town that I've been 'round, started treating me like I'm "him" now we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now Shit got me feeling down, pick the pen up and put the pen down Writing to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've been
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