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Music Video

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Steve
Kenneth Steve
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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dotkavo
Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, pipe up her, Rich Ayy, fake smiles run the world
Shit make you sick up to your stomach Shit, I almost hurled
Remember I was that energetic kid with a bunch of curls
Ayy, I'm a man now, ain't got no plan now
Swear to God, I lost so many people on this path
Ayy, try to keep myself up in check Ion need yall feel my wrath
No, I can't go back, I'm tryna go run it up, make my paper stack
No, I don't move off emotions , I think logical, I just need me some facts
Matter of fact, need me some racks I know my mama get tired of work
I swear to God, I'd be tired of hurting Saying I love you cause life ain't for certain
I could be gone the next day Ayy, that's why I make me a way
If you ain't here for the ride, lil' ****, get the fuck out my face
Cause I'm here for the play I never had me a home up to stay
Now that shit had hurt my heart
Walkin this path by myself, it might be a lil' dark But I swear I'm gon' leave me a mark
Lil bih say that she's sweet, but she's tart Can't smoke a wood, then I'll find me a cart
**** better watch what you say, you got a beam in your head
And that bitch gon' blow like a dart I this pain and this anger from start
Matter of fact, ****, had a chip on my shoulder
Actually, it's more like a devil, I'm on a new level
I swear that my heart, getting colder
****, when I lost my brother, it felt like a boulder
Just bang it right out on my chest That's why I scar his name right on my flesh
I don't even know why you think I ain't next
Here for my nephew, I swear I'ma flex
Give him, everything that I couldn't
Did everything They say that I wouldn't
God opened doors and I got me a foot in
Lost too much, I swear I keep pushin
Yeah, lost too much, I swear I keep pushin
Fuck, but ****, you know that I'm hurt
Yeah, every time I think about my people
I swear to God, wish they could rise up to dirt
**** hate me, it wouldn't be the first
Man, I swear that I go through too much
Yeah, they feel like my life be cursed
Maybe I'm next, go right in the hearse
****, I'm thankful, gon' always be worse
And I try it again, I try it again
I swear I try it again
Still won't try it again
I ain't your friend, and bae, I'm not your man
Betcha I'm not your man
I don't have a plan, I gave it God
And still don't know when
Whether it's win, lose, or draw
I just take it on the chin
Bitch I take it on the chin
Yeah
Whether it's win, lose, or draw
I just take it on the chin
Whether it's win, lose, or draw
I'ma take it on the chin
Whether it's win, lose, or draw
**** take it on the chin
Gang
**** take it on the chin
Written by: Kenneth Steve
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