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Echoes

  1. (real life shit, ay)
  2.  
  3. Echoes, I still hear the echoes, (yeah)
  4. now they blowin up my cell phone,(ay)
  5. talkin how they sellin their souls
  6.  
  7. echoes (I still hears the)
  8. echoes (i still fear the)
  9. echoes
  10. they talkin listen through these headphones,
  11. singin raps that someone else wrote,
  12. hell no,(hell no)
  13.  
  14. nah,
  15.  
  16. echoes (I still hears the)
  17. echoes (i still fear the)
  18. echoes (how the hell could I)
  19. let go (im too near the)
  20. echoes
  21. theres no way that i can (let go)
  22. cuz' i still hear the (echoes)
  23.  
  24. wait,
  25.  
  26. now they re judging all the rappers based off their flesh tones, (flesh tones)
  27. listenin' to JuiceWRLD music in my headphones (headphones)
  28. i think that its the pressure of knowin what no one else knows, (no one else knows)
  29. they cant fit me inside of their little motherfuckin shell though,(hell no)
  30.  
  31. anxiety got me trippin funny thing; i never fell though, (fell though)
  32. I can see it in their eyes that all of them can tell though (tell though)
  33. its so easy to lose youre faith when you're lonely and depressed yo, (yeah)
  34. try to drown it out with some molly or a fresh roll,
  35. but that shit is impossible when you still hear the fuckin' echoes
  36.  
  37. echoes (I still hears the)
  38. echoes (i still fear the)
  39. echoes (how the hell could I)
  40. let go (im too near the damn)
  41. echoes
  42. theres no way that i can (let go)
  43. cuz' i still hear the (echoes)
  44.  
  45. (ay, yeah)
  46.  
  47. Load it up and let em have it,
  48. sick of all the baggage,
  49. throw it in the trash bin,
  50. all these fake bitches collapsin'
  51.  
  52. sick of all the has beens,
  53. talkin' shit bout what they have did
  54. always braggin' bout some past shit,
  55. yo my flow is rekein' havoc,
  56.  
  57. im the top gun, nigga call me maverick,
  58. theres a number 40 on the casket (ironic)
  59. cuz, theres a number .40 in my jacket,
  60. ay if you run up on me then you gon' get clacked then,
  61. ay but if you are my homie you gon' share some of the cash then,
  62.  
  63. (if you pull it out its goin back in)
  64.  
  65.  
  66. (yeah)
  67.  
  68. Picture this; a little kid,
  69. barely even old enough to sleep without a crib;
  70. abused as fuck; ay he was fuckin gettin hit;
  71. before the age of two he had a pistol to his head; (real shit)
  72.  
  73. now freeze the picture there homie and take a look around,
  74. get perspective, yeah its hectic, see the pistol on the ground?
  75. look at the fear inside that child's eyes; listen to the sounds,
  76. hear the little heart inside his chest goin; pitter pound, (shit)
  77. hear the click and see the .40 hammer striking loud,
  78. see the slow mo bullet shell and moments later hear the pow, (pow)
  79. way before the years when i was reppin for my little town, (yeah)
  80. way before the day that i won the battle and was gloriously crowned, (yeah)
  81. way before i had someone to even ever make me proud,
  82. wait; fact is of the matter i still dont even have one now,
  83.  
  84. echoes (I still hears the)
  85. echoes (i still fear the)
  86. echoes (how the hell could I)
  87. let go (im too near the)
  88. echoes
  89. theres no way that i can (let go)
  90. cuz' i still hear the (echoes
  91.  
  92. i guess you could just say,
  93. days are that way: summer [some are] better than others,
  94. she winter [went her] way, and left me lonely, hell was that a bummer,
  95. i tried to spring back, only to fall, now she with another, bluffer,
  96. as soon as she season [sees an]other i guess im left to suffer
  97.  
  98. Now think about the picture that i made previously,
  99. growin up this little boy did gangsta hide and seek,
  100. play that game you learn real quick you never wanna try and peek,
  101. look that kid inside the eyes homie that little boy, is me
  102.  
  103. i wish that i could flush it down the drain but heck no, (heck no)
  104. this shit was rooted in my brain and i still hear the; echoes,
  105.  
  106. echoes (I still hears the)
  107. echoes (i still fear the)
  108. echoes (how the hell could I)
  109. let go (im too near the)
  110. echoes
  111. theres no way that i can (let go)
  112. cuz' i still hear the (echoes)
  113.  
  114. (real life shit)

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