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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eddie Bars
Eddie Bars
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eddie Bars
Eddie Bars
Songwriter
Dale James Sekiya
Dale James Sekiya
Songwriter
Edward Turner
Edward Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edward Turner
Edward Turner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I think I understand how pablo felt I'm tryna' see how Scarface felt too (Yeah) I took some risk for my family dawg' They turned they back on me, what should I do (What should I do) I gotta older brother I ain't been around for some years Two older sisters in situations That bring me to tears Couple uncles and aunties, That never got over drama Shit that happened before I was born, Back with my mama (Back wit' my mama) I cousins that I never even met Hitting me on the book, Telling me that I'm next Just to hit me up later, Asking me for a favor I hate to put em out there, Next to all of the neighbors but They ain't family, I guess that's where they belong Couple drinks and a blunt, She gone come out her thong I got close friends telling me they love me, When I know they hate me It's instinctive My flow distinctive, You can't jack it Ago Vita everything, Including the jacket I gotta get this samples clear, Before they clean they ears And realize I ain't just talking I'm Macaulay Culkin, I'm home alone with this shit And I'm not the one to mess around wit' all that talkidy' talk shit Hit me on the Zello, Walkie-talkie be cautious Feds on my ass, Probably wanna recruit me I'm a CIA agent, I been placed here on purpose Been manipulating y'all wit facades on the surface I am nothing that you thought I was, Cuz I am nothing that you think I am, Ma'am Stop judging me and all my words, Sir That's for the god to do Couple weeks late on my B-day, I forgot it too Don't get hesitant, Don't get nervous Super calm on the surface, Inside imma' mess (Yeah) I'm what the devil reject No time for returning a text Airplane mode on da' jet, Aye Come on now, I'm like fire Don't you get burnt Come on now, You sound tired You should come learn I'm spaz' junky, Love ta spaz' out Put these rappers in the trash, Take the trash out Call mama up and tell her I love her Before I put that mask on and go in back undercover Before I make trip to Cinci' or Cleveland All this dirty money, I'm a be too busy cleaning I'm too busy eating I get 5k for a meeting, I been fighting my demons This gone have fiendin', I meant it I swear I'm nice They know I'm right Doggy you gotta be kitten man I corner mice (I corner mice) They know I'm right Doggy you gotta be kitten man I corner mice (I corner mice) This is eddie life (This is eddie life) This is eddie life (This is eddie life)
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