TJ - Halos

I Am

I am not who you think I am
I am the reason I'm dying
I am
I am
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I really been who I thought, listen and hear the result, okay
I really be what I talk, can't even limp when I walk, okay
Bring out the chalk, old me dead I can tell man fell to his own ways
I'm going off, cleaning my shelf, gotta make up well for the thrown shade
Fill up the bag, running up fast, I'm losing track, hey
One in the mass, I'm on the dash, you might react, hey
Solar event, you gon' need tint just to get glimpse of my shown rays
More than a wish, I'm moving diff, I reinvent on an off day

See 'em how he see himself, fore he take your bitch, fore he get the wealth
Hate 'em how you hate yourself, cause he dreaming big, cause he moving stealth
Only got this life to live, better up the crib, it's good for the health
Still live with not much to give, just busting my kids, I love when she melt
Gifted like Christmas begin, she hyping the snow, her nose giving in
I cannot fall to demons, they calling for truce, I'm making amends
Love me with every sin, with every regret, with every repent
Tell me what you do for checks, I'd rather get stripes, we fighting with twins
Got a lot on my soul tryna keep hold, hate what I'm told, I
Never get why they sold, must ain't believe, needed control, I
Rep the things I concede, I really bleed same as she poll, I
Swear this it like disease, by any means, no closing la boca
Hold up while I'm in it lets get situated like a tenant to owner
Game is studied never rented my percentage raising more that I show up
I dissect 'tween the seems, it's not what it seems, but more how you sew up
Been neglected for reasons I can't conceive but fuck you I'll blow up

Love ain't shown when you living
Body cold when you winning
Lord knows I ain't kidding
Couldn't fold I ain't with it

I really been who I thought, listen and hear the result, okay
I really be what I talk, can't even limp when I walk, okay
Bring out the chalk, old me dead I can tell man fell to his own ways
I'm going off, cleaning my shelf, gotta make up well for the thrown shade
Fill up the bag, running up fast, I'm losing track, hey
One in the mass, I'm on the dash, you might react, hey
Solar event, you gon' need tint just to get glimpse of my shown rays
More than a wish, I'm moving diff, I reinvent on an off day



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Jollie
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