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How you get rid of the feelin'
Same way I get rid of the pain
I've been down deep and I don't wanna go
Cuz none of this feeling the same
Should I let it get to me
No never carve that shit in my brain
Got no cash but i'm still getting by
My moms ashamed, I can't change
Motherf*ckers can't surpass me
Only up and down the road
Been smoking blunt since a youngin
Dont advise cuz I give you smoke
And these niggas on they bullshit
But I do not need to joke
Can't cuff a bitch cuz she be plottin'
You know all I want is throat

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This feelings only sickening
I'm sick of it, I'm sinking
These bitches think I trust'em
One eye open while i'm sleeping
I'm tryna get back on my shit
No I cannot be thinking
About the damaging process
It was hell but I'm not shrinking
All these f*ckboys on my back
They need to get up out my hearse
I been sipping on some dark
Wine is what's stained up on my shirt
Cris cross chain, no cuff no hurt
Bitch i'm buried in the dirt
Into pieces, yeah they burst
All of my feelings are gone
You know I hear you calling
But I ain't gone pick up the phone
You been begging for the past
But memory lane is gone
You know I hear you calling
But I ain't gone pick up the phone
You been begging for the past
But memory