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You and me together Through the days and nights I don't worry 'cause Everything's gonna be alright People keep talking They can say what they like But all I know is Everything's gonna be alright No one, no one, no one Can get in the way of what I'm feeling No one, no one, no one Can get in the way of what I'm feeling Can't really tell you how I'm feelin' I need that new Royce to see the stars When I'm lookin' in that ceiling Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for that healing When I'm up I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling Fighting this anxiety, I started sippin' mud Lil C was 15 when he died because the gun And I was 14 so I started toting one Since I got a little fame, people started switching up I bled the block I lived, always gave back to my friends When I needed you the most, you wasn't there to give a hand Let you sleep in my mama's crib, should've seen you were counterfeit All these bitches be gossiping, should've seen how they coming in I lost my homie and my cuzzo in the same year Year after that, Cam died and now he ain't here His daughter asking 'bout why her daddy ain't here Dino caught an M, he still doin' more than ten years, ayy I'm ridin' in a new whip Laughin' at them times they said on me but them niggas still ain't do shit Really got it out the mud, ain't gotta prove shit Barely fuckin' with me now, nigga, stop with all that cool shit, ayy We still trappin' for the day and night Mama still stressin', but I told her it'll be alright Brodie keep it on him when he with me, I ain't gotta fight Lil Alex, he innocent, but he doin' juvenile life Bitch, you gettin' left if you ain't actin' right Gotta keep that pole right by my side I'm gettin' rich but I'm still eatin' spam and rice Revenge is a bitch 'cause Uncle Mark really doin' life, ayy Can't really tell you how I'm feelin' I need that new Royce to see the stars When I'm lookin' in that ceiling Dropped a fourth of Act' in my cup for that healing When I'm up I'm buying tools for all my bros 'cause they love drilling Nigga Can't really tell you how feeling Can't really tell you how feeling Can get in the way of what I'm feeling No one, no one, no one Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
Writer(s): Clinton Ward, Fernando Vieyra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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