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Done saying, I'm playing Last was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to get out I've stacking up like I'm fundraising Most people in my position get Come places with girls, end up on them front pages I'm quiet but I just ride it Moment I stop fun with it, I'll be done with it I'm the one that's putting shots up And like a potluck, you need to with it run from it, like H-Town in the summer time, I keep it 100 Lot of girls in my time there, word to Paul Wall, not one I was birthed there in my year, man I know that place like I come from it at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one coming 'fore I show up there and no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty nights if I go in rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out Talking to her like back they didn't want me, I'm blessed now Talking to her like this drop, bet a million copies get out She tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried being the best out"
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Someone go Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my family going backwards No dinners, no holidays, no There's issues at hand that we're not Look, I did not sign up for My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket And now he's like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck that shit man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit" Heard once that in dire when you need a sign, that's when they appear since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, telling she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shit And all my family the M-Town that I've been 'round, started treating me like I'm "him" now Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we friends now Shit got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen Writing to you from a distance like a pen pal, but we've down
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Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too There's no need for us to rush it think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new for you