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This shit did to me what it did I'm in a writing mood
Needed more space to think out loud I renovate my room
Feel like everyday I waste away but I've been making moves
I try to bring the best I got but I can't seem to groove
But I can't seem to lose
And I can't stop making tunes
And I can't top being you
So I'm just me on the moon
Ain't got no gravity too
Can't hold me down on the move
Now watch the feet to a juke
A killer feat for the loot
A bunch of fool niggas with tools nigga
I get no play from jugg niggas
I get clowned on by juul niggas
They ain't cop this that's a rule nigga
I ain't pop yet but Im due nigga
I got rainbows what hue nigga
I can get it to you by Tues nigga
I see the story
Flash by like photos
I lost my soul there
Got it right back though
I cannot go there
I'm too sick for hoes
Bitch in my ear man
Talking bout bro code