| Catch me chasin' circles, man, my mind is steady in a drift
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| And all these people tryna get to me by talkin' all that shit
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| I’m tryna live my life and all these problems always knock me down
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| And I ain’t tryna kick it with no fakes, so don’t you come around
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| I’m chillin' with the realest and we always smokin' by the pound
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| I cherish every moment 'cause one day we’ll all be in the ground
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| I’m sippin' on some liquor and I’m smokin' on some hella loud
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| Sick of all this fakeness said I’m sick of people in this town
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| Yeah, but I ain’t ever gonna quit
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| I worked my ass off for this Bogo and you know I rock this fit
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| And I ain’t get this shit for free, I’m steady workin', check for check
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| I feel like Wiz Khalifa, man, I’m gettin' higher than a jet
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| And don’t you ever give up on any situation, ever
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| You know pain is temporary and that quitting last forever
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| I ain’t worried 'bout these people, I’m more worried 'bout my paper
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| I ain’t worried 'bout these people, I’m more worried 'bout my paper, yeah
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| Never give up
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| Don’t you ever give up
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| Never give up
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| I’m smokin' high grade, sippin' lean with lemonade
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| You’ll find your own way, you’ll find your own way
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| We been here a short time, yeah, we don’t live long at all
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| Do whatever you want 'cause this life is all yours
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| Ayy, and I’m just flexin' with my bros
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| And that girl who just left you, man, you gotta let her go
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| You gonna meet a lot of people when you walkin' up this road
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| I know that feeling when you feel like you 'bout to explode
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| And everywhere you go, it don’t really feel like home
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| I know that feeling, I can relate, just know you’re not alone
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| I’m not your average teen, record these verses in my home
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| Yeah, I’m just a loner, ain’t nobody hit my phone
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| And I been workin' everyday, I been workin' on my own
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| Tryna make a living off this music, it’s a goal
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| I put my heart into this music, I won’t let it go
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| If you’re ever feeling sad, you need to take control
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| Feeling suicidal? |
| Yeah, I’ve felt that way before
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| Write a letter, grab a rope, and then I lock my door
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| Don’t you ever do it, those decisions are so poor
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| Just chase your dreams, youngin', 'cause this life is all yours, yeah
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| The heart may be weak, and sometimes, it may even give in. But I’ve learned…
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| that deep down, there’s a light that never goes out
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| If there are any other worlds out there, why did we end up on this one?
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| And suppose there are other worlds… then ours is just a little piece of
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| something much greater. |
| Oh, man |