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Done saying, I'm done time was on the outro Stuck in the house, to get out more I've been up like I'm fundraising Most in my position get complacent Come places with star girls, end up on front pages I'm quiet but I ride with it Moment I having fun with it, I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's putting up And like a potluck, you need to with 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 Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun Fuck that, is any one coming 'fore I show up there and no one there?" These days, I could pack it for like twenty nights if I go in there rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out Talking to her like back then didn't want me, I'm blessed now Talking to her like this drop, bet a million 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 we're not discussing Look, I did not up for this My uncle used to have all these things on his list And now he's acting like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck shit Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta that shit" Heard once that in dire when you need a sign, that's when they appear Guess since my message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, telling she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shit And all my family from the M-Town I've been 'round, started treating me like I'm "him" now Like we don't know other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now Shit got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen Writing to you from a like a pen pal, but we've been down
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