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Mentally drained
Am I the only one around ain't concerned about they image?
So en-Ty-son but they Robin what you give in-
I'm too - Messi with flow, watch me kick it
Like everyone around just be caught up in the mix and moves
But then turn around and hate the way they livin'
I be caught up with the shits, getting lit with the moon
Coming down now I see a little different
Living in a world where they do what they really gotta do
And they plan but they never leave the spot
Make a dollar on the rock
Gotta jimmy when she knock
No Im too-- Busy with the flow for the talk
No shorty for the ride, I ain't tryna slow it down
Everybody need a girl
I be speeding through the town
I ain't tryna hold you down
There ain't even an amount
Now i'm hearin' that my homie called it quits and popped a mix
But I ain't even been around
Its like life ain't what it seemed
I be caught up in a dream
Shit ain't even got a reason, everything ain't every thing
And anything just any thing
Going out my mind but I can't help overthink
Hope that it could change and feel the pain in every blink
Limit to my time I leave my print in bloody ink
Rollin with the time I feel the end be getting close
Either play your role or take a bullet to the dome
Am I the only one around ain't concerned about they image?
So en-Ty-son but they Robin what you give in-
I'm too - Messi with flow, watch me kick it
Like everyone around just be caught up in the mix and moves
But then turn around and hate the way they livin'
I be caught up with the shits, getting lit with the moon
Coming down now I see a little different
Living in a world where they do what they really gotta do
And they plan but they never leave the spot
Make a dollar on the rock
Gotta jimmy when she knock
No Im too-- Busy with the flow for the talk
No shorty for the ride, I ain't tryna slow it down
Everybody need a girl
I be speeding through the town
I ain't tryna hold you down
There ain't even an amount
Now i'm hearin' that my homie called it quits and popped a mix
But I ain't even been around
Its like life ain't what it seemed
I be caught up in a dream
Shit ain't even got a reason, everything ain't every thing
And anything just any thing
Going out my mind but I can't help overthink
Hope that it could change and feel the pain in every blink
Limit to my time I leave my print in bloody ink
Rollin with the time I feel the end be getting close
Either play your role or take a bullet to the dome
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Writer(s): Dylan Vannitamby
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