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I call this shit post-traumatic growth Out of Hell, free the ghost In the shell, I propose a toast To the homies on the low, locked down in a cell Look how we arose, we getting grown Getting bigger, getting blown, exponential growth Self love ain't a joke I tell my bro (Bro-bro), hold your head I get you hope, I get you home But I can't bring you back, no Not enough words said alive, that could bring you back, uh But I'm here, bigger I'm bigger and better now, yeah, yeah I'm bigger and better now, woah, oh, ooh-ooh Sailed across the Atlantic, this time with no shackles Did we betray our families? Beg forgiveness from ancestors, no family to access Four kids in the bedroom Two boys on the mattress Yeah Hmm, hmm, oh I'm screaming R-I-P Lil' Peep (Lil' Peep) Yeah, from my living room seat Say hi to big bro for me Words don't stick 'til I'm stoned holy OD, hurricane TOBi Blow tree, feel the breeze and the, And the, and the, and the rain on me 'Cause I'm running from the pressure Running from the pressure, running from it Yeah, running from the pressure, Running from the pressure, running from it Yeah, I know November Yeah, I still remember, yeah, I won't forget you Yeah, I got your number, yeah, I never call it Yeah, I think about it, yeah, baby I'm good I'm good at moving on, good at looking strong Good at picking pieces up since Lego blocks I been prepping for this moment way ahead of time 'Cause I'm good, I'm bigger and better now, yeah, yeah Bigger and better now, yeah, yeah Bigger and better now, yeah, yeah Bigger and better now, yeah, yeah Bigger and better now Bigger and better now
Writer(s): Ramon Ibanga, Oluwatobi Ajibolade, Nathan Morris, Jonathan Griffin Anderson, Samson Balogun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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