| Yeah |
| Ice |
| Yeah |
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| I'm an only child, no one could've made another |
| I have to father my mother and treat my son's grandfather like my older brother |
| The skies are grey in Toronto, they not a golden color |
| I'm feeling like BTS 'cause it took the whole career for me to be so discovered |
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| I know for sure that my parents, they look at me and see an overcomer |
| I'm looking back at them and these days, I see an older couple |
| I see my only uncle lookin' like that shit that I ain't ownin' up to |
| And if he said the way he really felt, I'd probably see his side because I'm |
| old enough to |
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| I'm looking at all my niggas, they say, "Bro, we love you" |
| But all my words really the shit that they be goin' up to |
| Feel like 40 won't even listen to my words when he knows I'm in a load of |
| trouble |
| I'm in the cut just loadin' rebuttals |
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| And I got a bunch of hits on my hand, see the swollen knuckles? |
| I try to tell him it's working out for me now, he say, "Then show your muscles |
| Prove to me that you're still as strong when it's only us two |
| They know you thorough with bread, but there's some shit you gotta pony up to" |
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| Basically, he's sayin' I got growin' up to do, I gotta dig deep |
| I really hate those two words, they never bring peace |
| I'm at the Bulgari in Turkey with my bitch and we ain't come here for no big |
| teeth, nah |
| I came here to turn a new leaf and maybe finally get some sleep |
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| But all I can think about is the mountain to climb |
| And the conversations surrounding my music like they're Twin Peaks |
| With Dot back in 2024 was a big piece |
| So it's like, this shit is me, but it isn't me |
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| Y'all keep on asking me what it did to me |
| That's what it did to me |
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| When I dig deep, they say dig deeper |
| Tell us how it felt to meet the Grim Reaper |
| This album better have some big features |
| Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm all alone for my mental |
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| And I've been tryna end so many people, I almost forgot the intro |
| Been so sure of my words that I haven't used a pencil |
| Been so paranoid that nothing in this world seems coincidental |
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| Yeah |
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| Our brother sold his chain the other day and said that someone snatched it |
| I'm still processing that shit, it got me so distracted |
| I think he's so desperate and our life is goin' fantastic |
| He don't have the heart to come and tell us he pawned it for cash |
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| Even his baby mama been sayin' he been movin' backwards |
| To me, he sold the only thing that has ever mattered |
| I could never forgive such a nefarious action |
| I'm still healin' my own traumas, I've barely adapted |
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| This new toxic shit I'm dropping is gon' spin 'til I'm radioactive, yeah |
| I really make the roughest days in life look very relaxing |
| I don't do psychedelics because I'm too scared of unpacking |
| Sometimes I only see myself in my therapist's glasses |
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| But I'm not taking it serious 'cause she's very attractive |
| I know it's a heavy-ass decision to bury the hatchet |
| It'll take more than six pallbearers to carry that casket |
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| I put the "man" in "manipulation" |
| When I pay your rent and that is an obligation to our attachment |
| Then I sprinkle in a little Mercedes and fashion |
| If that's not enough for you, well, baby, go back then |
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| You fuckin' dude at the spot that I got for you, Jesus |
| You gave him reason to speak on my name, that's some weak shit |
| They textin' proof to my phone and my heart is in pieces |
| You keepin' your options open, for real, that's some me shit |
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| Sis, you gotta be kiddin' like nephews and nieces |
| I keep on rescuin' leeches, I can't believe it |
| I really can't believe it |
| I can't believe it, yeah |
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| Too many wire transfers bound to have a good girl's morals tangled |
| The rent-free penthouse and the Van Cleef floral bangles |
| And plenty more examples that had you goin' Dora the Explorer outside |
| While I turned a blind eye 'cause it's more than painful, yeah |
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| I think I also put the "man" in "manifestation" |
| Either I'm too numb to this shit or the city is changin' |
| I bump into people and they act like we literally strangers |
| Random intrusive thought, but what happened to Taz's Angels? |
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| So many people that's not around from that generation |
| Niggas wanna talk about a battle, I'm battlin' patience |
| Nigga, I battle frustration |
| I'm 'bout to turn forty, dog, I'm battlin' aging |
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| I'm battlin' the fact that the album ain't even drop |
| And already they asses complainin' |
| Fuck it, I'll battle the label |
| Fuck it, I'll battle the majors |
| I'll battle the stations 'til my ass is back in rotation |
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| Shout out to the real fans that knew what I had in the basement |
| Shout out to the fake fans, I thought we had an arrangement |
| How many times have you tried to tell me I had a replacement? |
| How many times are you 'bout to ask if I had a vacation? |
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| How many artists I've had to witness do bad imitations? |
| Niggas want me all bent out of shape, rattled, and shaken |
| My dad got cancer right now, we battlin' stages |
| Trust me when I say there's plenty things that I'd rather be facin' |
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| For real |
| And this time, ask me to dig deeper, I'll gladly explain it |
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| Yeah |
| Ice |
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