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Daniel Gibson
Daniel Gibson
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Third born still I'm tryna get my family a change My brother the black sheep of the family supposed to be running the game Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Picking it up I'm taking these drugs just to numb the pain Picking it up I'm sipping mud just tryna numb the pain Looking back at memories I'm scrolling through the vhs If I knew what I knew back then i probably would've been my best Find it hard to see my niece hope she don't grow up without a dad Uncle gibby I wish that I could really see my dad Just let it go Let it go I let it go Sorry for them nights I made you stay up Sorry for the miscommunications I won't wait up How can I trust you when I can't even trust myself How can I trust you when I can't even trust myself Yeah its hard being me barely getting sleep Know all these lates nights they gown pay right Soon I'm living my dream Uh-uh living my dream Uh-uh baddies on me Armed and dangerous up in the stars I hope they pray for us The third born still I'm tryna get my family a change My brother the black sheep of the family supposed to be running the game Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Third born still im tryna get my family a change My brother the black sheep of the family supposed to be running the game Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Feel like I'm running these laps all alone Yeah we're supposed to be making a change Picking it up I'm taking these drugs just to numb the pain Picking it up I'm sipping mud just Tryna numb the pain Looking back at memories I'm scrolling through the vhs If I knew what I knew back then i probably would've been my best Find it hard to see my niece hope she don't grow up without a dad Uncle gibby I wish that I could really see my dad Just let it go Let it go I let it go Sorry for those nights I made you stay up (made you stay up) Sorry for the miscommunications I won't wait up How can I trust you when I can't even trust myself How can I trust you when I can't even trust myself Yeah its hard being me barely getting sleep Know all these lates nights they gown pay right Soon I'm living my dream
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