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Yeah, yeah Laughing when it ain't funny Running in a circle when it ain't sunny Stressing took the day from me I was by my lonesome New problems in the way of all the old ones I evoke them, even when I shouldn't It be hard to try, it's even harder biting bullets Truth be hard to look at when it's sittin' in your face I ignite the pain 'cause these niggas is depraved Stuck inside my ways, feeling something like a cage Think I might erase the mistakes I might have made Niggas change like the weather, I ain't have no sweater Writin' everything I know in the bold letters Sippin 'cause it go better, I be trippin' Still I'm by my doley on a mission Mind missin' try and get it back We rely on the facts with my eyes on the pack Seen the time pass, time fast sip slow out the wine glass Had to fly past 'cause my peace of mind clash Wit routine, I just do me I ain't seen my brother but he livin' through me Aye, skip routine, I just do me I ain't seen my Brody, but he livin' through me Skip routine, I just do me Slip through me, aye
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