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Have you eva been incarcerated by yo mind? I dunno, I dunno, they say I'm pro'ly outta town I got home, I got home, turn it in for something that I can't get back I pray the Lord my soul to take, we ate the trap See, the future ain't promised, tomorrow ain't servin' I'm livin' fo the moment, sick and tryna be perfect I'da done all the dirt, put in work, tryna surface What's the purpose, what's the purpose, is it worth it? Not fo' certain. Hearin' voices in my head Feelin' poison in my bed I can live my whole life tryna poison you instead I feel like Michael Jackson, he's a pain, won't let me sleep I feel like I been rappin', since today I touch the streets I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva go broke Have you eva been broke and had to rob you a stowe I been poor my whole life, watch my parents fuss and fight Here we newtin' with the panthers, here we newtin' on the bike It's all the same it's all the samae Ain't nothin' change, it's all the same If I give up, then you win it, and I ain't neva lost a thing Except virginity, ability, ability, so meanacy It's killin' me, I keep it transparent, a parent, hope you feelin' Have you eva been incarcerated by yo mind? I dunno, I dunno, they say I'm pro'ly outta town Letras de cancionesI got home, I got home, turn it in for something that I can't get back I pray the Lord my soul to take, we ate the trap Fuck, this on my mind, and I really shud x5 This dirty pistol stupid My label got no clue just what to do with me They think I'm Odd Future when I'm Isaac Hayes Marvin Gaye, hot, tryna redefine gravity All I know is pain, when it rains, it don't wash away In the shower let it come, water run down my face Slit my wrist, watch the blood whirlpool down the drain Plot revenge on every nigga that doubted me That's suicide and outta lead, the only one who doubts is me Some sabotage, tall the dirt and (???) Just a mirage, all along that shit was pro'ly me Money's camouflage, that explains why a dolla's green That's why we like to hide in it, just to dodge our enemies I should have wrote the song coming home on the G-Train Always feel alone, no reason for the nice days(?) Rain rain rain, go away, but another thing's the sun neva come out These clouds neva dissipate, scared of this great sun And my something they don't give me They treat me like a mess, they show 'em (???) Indicated but a dull reflexion of my pigment These white boys watching to the void and get their Bentley I'm rappin' 'bout my life, I ain't rappin' 'bout no kid shit I'm rappin' fo my sanity, that line just ain't a lyric Scream it in my four corner room, no one hears it I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva go broke I'mma kill me a nigga if I eva lose hope Sling dope for morals, for what you stand fo These bitches need they red bottoms, they should stay (???), nigga From Letras Mania