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I don't think they understand I'm not gonna let anyone halt me for what I have going on for myself, ever Be Better Waking up I'm getting faded Don't got time for meditation Light up blunt with good Jamaican Cookie is my medication Money, drugs know Imma take it Deadly vice my definition Punk ass chump, you lame bitch Got invalid premonitions Bout my life (so) Who is you? (uh) Think we tight? (no) We ain't cool (uh) Waste your life? (huh) Aint my move (uh) Never tried, so don't lie To my face so come correct And know your place with due respect I can't trust fakes who don't got checks Who can't impress so dont be pressed When I offend your fuckin friends So no don't say that I ain't shit When you ain't made creative things That's what I need to keep me sane, to keep me tamed So if they fiend no bluff, we spray, and hit your brain So all you stagnant fucks can go away It's TMG.oK You need to get up off yo ass and do something Maybe go and just prove sumthin Don't need to go break nothing Your actions might hurt someone (wait) You don't wanna lose no one (NO) Instead of just wondering what your life could've became (wait) You don't really need fame (nada) You need to go fix things (wait) Go scrounge up some lose change (dolla) Broke mother fuckers ain't in my circle Only the ones who been smoking purple No mother fucker can read my journal If he wanna come rip it, I gotta hurt 'em If he got a price, bet I'm up for service For catchin bodies if he really for it He dial me up and I hear him nervous locksmith troubles, it must be important! Don't ask me to help you hit all these licks You are a piece of shit! Don't try to come diss when you have nowhere to spit You should just up and quit! Quit actin absurd, you been insecure That stupid ass shit just gets on my nerves! I'm putting in work, you stumble your words You need to go take your ass to church!
Writer(s): Korbyn Blatz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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