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Nothing you can fix, so go ahead and breathe
Everything that is, is always gon' be
Working so hard, you forgot to grieve
Sorry right now, apologize to my seed
Everything I am, you 'gon be
Genetics is a bitch I had to learn to accept
Medic couldn't stop the fucking reaper when he creapt
Twenty one-one, first time my daddy wept
And if all I got to live for is listening to y'all niggas
Take a double barrel, put it right inside my nostrils and
Blow my fucking brains out
He's in a better place now, god rest his soul
And this shit goes for anyone I feel it's meant for
Already in hell, fuck would I be ducking smoke for?
Copy us like 10-4
Scrambling for answers, couldn't find 'em so I went towards
The only person that could help me find 'em, that's my mentor, like
I was treating women like experiments
I ain't certified to be no doctor or a therapist
They got way too many problems and I wasn't hearing it
Little did I know that they were hurt and broken-spirited
My mind poisoned and I realized the anti-serum is
The music I'm invested in, they don't wanna hear that shit
Now they all pissed, damn, who ate all the asparagus?
I got hotter with this hype, don't need to know what faren is
Nothing you can fix, so go ahead and breathe
Everything that is, is always gon' be
Working so hard, you forgot to grieve
Sorry right now, apologize to my seed
Everything I am, you 'gon be
Genetics is a bitch I had to learn to accept
Medic couldn't stop the fucking reaper when he creapt
Twenty one-one, first time my daddy wept
Everything that is, is always gon' be
Working so hard, you forgot to grieve
Sorry right now, apologize to my seed
Everything I am, you 'gon be
Genetics is a bitch I had to learn to accept
Medic couldn't stop the fucking reaper when he creapt
Twenty one-one, first time my daddy wept
And if all I got to live for is listening to y'all niggas
Take a double barrel, put it right inside my nostrils and
Blow my fucking brains out
He's in a better place now, god rest his soul
And this shit goes for anyone I feel it's meant for
Already in hell, fuck would I be ducking smoke for?
Copy us like 10-4
Scrambling for answers, couldn't find 'em so I went towards
The only person that could help me find 'em, that's my mentor, like
I was treating women like experiments
I ain't certified to be no doctor or a therapist
They got way too many problems and I wasn't hearing it
Little did I know that they were hurt and broken-spirited
My mind poisoned and I realized the anti-serum is
The music I'm invested in, they don't wanna hear that shit
Now they all pissed, damn, who ate all the asparagus?
I got hotter with this hype, don't need to know what faren is
Nothing you can fix, so go ahead and breathe
Everything that is, is always gon' be
Working so hard, you forgot to grieve
Sorry right now, apologize to my seed
Everything I am, you 'gon be
Genetics is a bitch I had to learn to accept
Medic couldn't stop the fucking reaper when he creapt
Twenty one-one, first time my daddy wept
Credits
Writer(s): Dilip Venkatesh, Adrian Waller, Olawale Onayemi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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