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I give my praise
I'm high off life
I count my days
I know my price
I keep my faith
My head held high
Until my day

My bruddas don't call me
Don't ever acknowledge
Don't settle for solace
I never indulge
Juggle yo wrongs
Until they falling
They said I'm ballin'
But inside I'm bawling
It's been so exhausting

Oh no
I been fighting vices all my life I call me crazy
Fighting vices all my life sometimes I call me crazy

My mother taught me little better
A little patience take the pressure
Wipe yo face of that depression
Light yo sage
I disobeyed that thought and end up in the darkest place
But I know that in my fate

I give my praise
I'm high off life
I count my days
I know my price
I keep my faith
My head held high
Until my day
I give my praise
I'm high off life
I count my days
I know my price
I keep my faith
My head held high
Until my day

Don't matter how much you fucked up cuz I done fucked up enough times for both of us
I done been broke for both us
Got my heart broke for both of us
I been so depressed that's for both of us
I won't hold us back I won't hold us up
Please don't hold me down dime or dozen
It ain't no greenbacks don't tell me nothin
Keep free
Momma I done fell from my feet
Being down is my leisure
I think Jesus my equal
And my mind run when my feet won't



Credits
Writer(s): Stephon King
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