Bout my Life (Prod. by Djam)

(No, no, not in a cab, I mean you need to get your head straight.

Get your unified self up, get harmonic, you know.)

(When was the last time you took a break?)

(I go on a vacation all the time)

(How often?)

(A dozen times a day.

It's my own private get away.

Things get heavy for me, I take 5 minutes out, and i just go there...

And i just concentrate on absolutely nothing.)

Check.

I'ma only sip that tea if it's Irish.

Get on my feet, I'm done sittin in silence.

I burn the weed until i feel the weight cover my eyelids.

I try to sleep, I keep on waking to sirens.

I handle business solo, pray to God that i can grow to have a family and some money on the lowlow.

Had a homie recognize and ask me for a photo.

Wonder why I'm special like there's somethin in the ozone.

It's in my best interest to invest and leave.

Cuz people only admire the plant, never the seed; so what you need?

I think i got it, used to wanna be a pilot, now I get fly like every time i breathe.

Picture me.

Maybe it's killin me.

Maybe I'm the only one not feelin me.

Shoot for divinity and nothing less.

My 6th sense sip the Hennesy til sick breath, and then i burn like the incense.

Window shoppin, round the corner I be Janis Joplin.

Strung out, but still makin profits.

But ain't no Xanny poppin, I work too hard for that shit.

Rockin cardigans, bumpin in a car full of kids.

The most beautiful.

I think my suitcase too suitable.

Don't wanna leave, it feels like flyin to my funeral.

I'd rather hit the Gucci store than hit the L.

Throw that Gucci out the window, only feel myself.

Tryna be a shell on the beach with too much of a current.

I give him dab and tell him "peace, I'll be gone, don't you worry".

I'm in a hurry tryna leave school, hangin round with these fools that only say some shit to try to make me think they be cool

But be cool.

That girl gon love you then she prolly gonna leave you.

Last time that I was thinkin clear was prolly preschool.

Everything I think is good, they callin that shit evil.

And stress keeps me puffin on the legal.

But **** my conscious, I swear i'm only being honest when i say i'm giving everything.

I check my pockets, aye yo, ain't no coppin a coffin until my throat's silent.

And there's no sirens,and i got closed eyelids.

Let me give you everything you need, tastin something really stale in the air I breathe.

Dreamt of dyin last night, I dont wanna leave.

Gonna fight the good fight until my blood will bleed.

Cuz i'm blue more than I'm bright.

Most of you dudes got more bark than the bite.

Don't be trippin bout my life, I'ma get this shit right.

Maybe tomorrow will be better, let's get through the night.

(...)

Cuz I'm blue more than I'm bright, and most of you dudes got more bark than the bite.

So don't be trippin bout my life...

Said don't be trippin bout my life.

(...)

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