Texty

Uh huh Lord Yea Yea Uh I'm dying for recognition Final destination I've been having some premonitions Cuz I no longer have dreams of whipping the benzo So send that fucking long through my drivers side window It's simple I think that we hit the crescendo My double cup is dirtier than school bus windows Or high school gym floors But fuck it I digress I gotta slow down on the molly Heart is beating out my chest I'm saying yes sir Give them boys the middle finger gesture Isolation I think Lordy needs to be sequestered How I drop out of college and you still feel the need to lecture? Keep on talking and I'll kill myself end of semester Cuz there's no you and I like vowels Remember you who threw the towel So I continue to shit on you I got looser bowels So every time that they mention you, you get who like owls I haven't heard a beat like this since I was moving tackles Uh That's a d line reference Niggas better heed my presence Brown skin vibe my preference I'm gon whip it out and she gon eat the D no questions I don't take L's these lessons Gotta inhale I'm stressing Every time that I talk to God he always sending me money blessings Blessings on blessings on blessings on blessings on blessings it's just like I sneezed huh Every day it get harder to tell my wants apart from my needs A lot of niggas wanna see me fail, only few want me to succeed My circle getting smaller every day I hope it don't end up with me I hope it don't end up with me I walk a lonely road The only road that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone I walk alone, I walk alone I walk alone, I walk alone
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