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Feeling like Peter Pan got me lost in the wild

lost from my people i lived in exiled

save the day like super man i do it in style

got hate in my heart but I put up a smile

ill spin up a track and just run up a mile

spiting up gas so my lungs just feel vile

holding shit down im my moms oldest child

 

learnt all the lessons she taught for survival

so when im in the streets

no that i aint moving primal

thats just a side note

count up the racks while these haters despise us

knowing they never could go get besides us

you cant go ghost when i know that you spy us

you niggas act stupid cause you aint a rider

know if i pull up i do it while styled up

 

if i make a hunnid bands

ill give that to my child

so they living good and not stuck in the wild

i feel like picasso im paint up tiles

im taking my time but still gaining some miles

my taxes be filed

spent hella racks got them back in a while

business is booming flipped packs with a smile

the drugs made a -drugs made a- big golden pile

swimming in racks hit jackpot

spent all that cash on a

 

 

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made hella bands just in a day see

Spend the money on a new Mercedes'

wanna make a 100k for entertaining

then spend it all on mah lil baby

just promise you will never ever play me (hate me)

promise to you i'll forever be the same me

you promised me no one else will go change me

promise to never speak that you hate me

make me feel like my ex like ahide

lost my trust for you now theres n saving

might as well start to dig yo grave g

 

you broke the pact im living in a grave yard

knew you'd be dead to me nobody stays long

should have known that i always did gave hard

i feel for you im always gon cave hard

now its me my mess and a guitar

pray these melodies always hit hard

being a lonely souls making me bitter

got me feeling foreign like a sitar

 

I try and try but no one is by my side

im waiting till some one rides

some nights i cry cry i cant tell you why

them demons be on my mind

want doors suicide - suicide -suicide be on my mind

im pimping shit on my grind

 

 

 

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