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Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh Nuh-nuh-nuh Yeah, uh, yeah, look I said I'm grateful for these revolutions, uh Me and my niggas breaking down institutions, uh I said you, you gotta see the evolution Writing out this pain, nigga, that's the best solution, it's really all we got I manifest this shit then watch it bloom like I'm on top 'Veil on niggas watch, I wasn't on that shit a year from when this dropped I took facades and learned the route Homeostasis 'cause the balance on lock, we getting niggas got I clear the spot, they pocket-watching on my shit I watch it thicken like a plot, we too sick, nigga, wipe the snot It's corny niggas tryna pop, tryna bite thе stock Fruit flies in they midst, they liе a lot, my nigga They searching for me like it's Firefox, I'm in the cut If you catch my demons on the block, then say I said, "What's up?" (Yeah) Though I don't miss 'em, appreciation for all my ruts We made it out, we getting to the bucks, you dig? Yeah (Yeah), uh-huh, uh-huh (We made it) We made it out, we getting to the bucks, nigga, yeah We made it out, yeah Yeah-yeah, June Letras de cancionesAnd watch what you saying to me, I'm sensitive No, fuck, I'm censored, 'cause I don't know what my feelings is I drew this back to the board on some hieroglyphic shit, high on acid Drive your favorite rapper into they casket, I mean that on some wicked shit Honest in real life and honest on the Internet Fuck if I offend you, I mean that shit to the T I said, duck if I come in and I'm swinging this at your dome Stay leaving where I reside 'cause I'm nervous to have a home I'm itching to have stability, itching to find a place in this world I hope you remember me, sacrifice what I know To get closer to God, closer to glory, I put before me A prayer in mind, save us some time, and this time I'm rushing out Out the back, cut me slack 'cause I'm lost here This is not a way of living, honestly, I'm lost here How the fuck can I make it out? Was I brought here? How the fuck can I make it out? June Can I make it out? (How the fuck can I make it out?) Can I make it out? (How the fuck can I make it out?) Can I make it out? Now, lady, can't you tell? It's written all over my face My days and nights would be a living hell From Letras Mania