Im striking fighting vices
I'm just tryna keep my grip and
I been drinking smoking weed
Man that's an inexpensive trip
I mean
Sitting on the couch ain't gonna get you rich
My mom told me
Please stop f*cking with that bitch
I mean
Not in those words
You know my mom
She an angel
She been taking care of me
Since I was watching Kurt Angle
I'm tryna make her proud
Tryna make it on to cable
Ain't that what she would want
My dreams sounding like a fable
Fairytale endings always sound so sweet
It don't always sound good when you tell truth on the beat but like
All these burn holes in my hoodies
That's just all the proof that you don't love me
The further we go
The longer we stay
You and me
The further we go
The longer we stay
You and me
I guess we can go a little further
Stay a little longer
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Here we go again
I been thinking bout my sins
How they made me who I am
How I turned em into jams and
The tears falling down on the pillowcase lately
We all going through some shit
We all a little crazy
The good die young so that got my heart racing
Pacing back and forth
In the hallway just waiting
On the verdict from the judge
On the cloud
In the sky
Thats just what they taught me at the church when I was 5
And looking back on it
I always knew that I could fly
I always knew that I could fly