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Yeah, floating they ain't see me drownin' Used to dream of days when it would turn around and turn-, yeah No one go pass you the torch They just go pass you the blunt and I wake up and do what I want And I wake up and do what I want No, yeah I don't talk about it, rather be about it They just see me floating They ain't see me drowning Used to dream of days when it would turn around And turn an interview into a hundred thousand Always been the same, they tryna find a route The shit ain't different now just 'cause they call it clout And I remember days I spent on Skyler's couch 'Cause all the drugs I did, they wouldn't let me out, its life Adios to my soul Say whatever my brain want Never know until you know I guess we'll know when that day come Same kid, that's since day one Same flow, nah we ain't change nothin' Paid the price, we finally breaking even I pray to Jesus Christ we break some bread this evening I put in time on time so you can check the watch My homies Florida State we yelling, "Fuck Lacoste" 'Cause I done dreamed the days of rocking Saint Laurent So we go live the nights yelling, "Fuck the cost", ey Yelling, "Fuck the cost and I don't care the cost" (No one go pass you the torch), ey, ey There ain't a bitch alive that ain't go talk me up Because I'm great with pops but I ain't give a fuck Wouldn't give him one if I had one to give You either walk the talk or you go let me live I got the same flow its always in my head Its all the same hoes that end up in my bed I grab the raincoat and hoping in my sled So if it rain or snow you still go end up dead, its life No, yeah, yuh No one go pass you the torch They just go pass you the blunt Wake up and hit that shit once I been this fire since the jump Now I wake up and do what I want Ain't got the funds but we stunt Some of you go call that a flex Don't care I came for they necks and wound up with a check I fall asleep at my desk 'cause I'm tired of hearing I'm next I'm not inspired I'm stressed Built my empire for less then it cost you to pay for yo' meds Talk even cheap when you dead I chose to sell those instead You wake to stack up some debt I never sleep my eyes red; it's been years since I had my own bed If you push me, I'll fall off that ledge But I'm dragging you straight to the depths 'til that crown on my head
Writer(s): John Howington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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