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Alright, uh I been fuckin with that bein' out of reach Word to Dolph you ain't gon catch me with a leech I been dragging every demon by a leash Eye for an eye, nigga, or the story incomplete See I remember it got gory in the sheets Quarrels every morning, kept inside that door, ain't make a peep Dormant when they spoke to me Porridge was the only flooring I was pouring when I weeped Or wept Wallowing in sorrow, I was seeing loops of my regrets "It's gon' switch tomorrow" I would tell myself, but ain't expect shit And rope necklace would fit me bеtter than the bezеls, full discretion Young black man just tryn' look for direction Would fight a million niggas 'fore I fight for acceptance Never feeling relief for a second just feel like home And it's bars on my windows Been a minute since I felt the wind blow Okay, I been trapped up in this limbo Lookin' for a semblance of the end, bro Please take these bars off my windows Get these fucking bars off my windows Letras de cancionesPlease take these bars off my windows, bruh Look See nonetheless it's strength in where I come from And it may be some demons tryn' chase But it ain't shit that I'ma run from See swimming straight willpower What you learn when it's sink or tower every man tryn' scour they plate And every hour I'm late is another pow to the face So I'm grounded with a watch and I'm watching my fate unfold And I'm making good timing Something like a two flat Tell my youngin' keep climbing I seen two plaques when I sat and closed eyelids Then I hit Ty and told him we gon' be shining He believe it, he like me, he cut like a diamond Plenty changed and I ain't got no time for rewinding And I keep beating on the drum until I hear it crying It ain’t a scrap they taking from me 'cause they see me trying I told my brothers sit up straight up 'cause they gon' sink reclining Listen See I can't fuck with niggas tryn' play the middle these days I ain't feeling brittle these days I been thinkin' 'bout the plan Ain't been thinkin' 'bout a vigil these days Really getting chiseled these days, listen See I can't fuck with niggas tryn' play the middle these days I ain’t feeling brittle these days I been thinkin' 'bout the plan Ain't been thinkin' 'bout a vigil these days Really getting chiseled these days, nigga Uh, uh, uh Soon as I get home From Letras Mania