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Yeah
Ok life
On ledge Again
Ok life
On ledge Again
Ok life
Yuh yuh yuh
Livin life on ledge again
With quicksand boots I'm peddlin
Ok life are you prankin me
All i ever prayed for is clarity
Hey there self
Thought of givin up?
Theres no way you believe in love
Sir I kinda do, I'm a crazy for it?
Now these fucking people
Gotta pay me for it.
Back in this bitch strapped like tony Montana
She asked me for 5 girl that comes with a Fanta
I go to the met galo whenever I'm faded
I might wifed her cuzin, out in Utah elated
Jumped in the Porsche, dawg i wish it turbo
Life been a movie, called nigga be grateful
This 30 on me now could disconnect your soul
When they run my credits be the greatest story told
Talk to myself while i count the money backwards
They ain't see the vision, me don't talk
I attack first
Buy my mom a crib she need a life that's filled with gold
Yes sir
Zen'd out on my mission
It keeps bullshit minimal
Let go
Livin life on ledge again
With quicksand boots I'm peddlin
Ok life are you prankin me
All i ever prayed for is clarity
Hey there self
Thought of givin up?
Theres no way you believe in love
Sir I kinda do, I'm a crazy for it?
Now these fucking people
Gotta pay me for it.
My life just made a mess
Again, again
Swimin in this stress
Again, again
Life just made a mess
Again, again
Swimin in this stress
Again, again
Let me go lil bitch
I must run away
Let me go lil bitch
I must run away
Let me go
Run away
Again, again
Ok life
On ledge Again
Ok life
On ledge Again
Ok life
Yuh yuh yuh
Livin life on ledge again
With quicksand boots I'm peddlin
Ok life are you prankin me
All i ever prayed for is clarity
Hey there self
Thought of givin up?
Theres no way you believe in love
Sir I kinda do, I'm a crazy for it?
Now these fucking people
Gotta pay me for it.
Back in this bitch strapped like tony Montana
She asked me for 5 girl that comes with a Fanta
I go to the met galo whenever I'm faded
I might wifed her cuzin, out in Utah elated
Jumped in the Porsche, dawg i wish it turbo
Life been a movie, called nigga be grateful
This 30 on me now could disconnect your soul
When they run my credits be the greatest story told
Talk to myself while i count the money backwards
They ain't see the vision, me don't talk
I attack first
Buy my mom a crib she need a life that's filled with gold
Yes sir
Zen'd out on my mission
It keeps bullshit minimal
Let go
Livin life on ledge again
With quicksand boots I'm peddlin
Ok life are you prankin me
All i ever prayed for is clarity
Hey there self
Thought of givin up?
Theres no way you believe in love
Sir I kinda do, I'm a crazy for it?
Now these fucking people
Gotta pay me for it.
My life just made a mess
Again, again
Swimin in this stress
Again, again
Life just made a mess
Again, again
Swimin in this stress
Again, again
Let me go lil bitch
I must run away
Let me go lil bitch
I must run away
Let me go
Run away
Again, again
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Writer(s): Derrick Reed
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