Counterclockwise 🔄
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•16 Sep 2022
This take me back Back to when i never had no cloths on Sleepin on the floor ,Man my cover was an apron Uh Then you take a minute reminis Reminis about how life was really just a hit or miss But Pay attention pay attention to how them people change Switch up on you Just like that brotha on the corna with a switch blade Uh ay Im a menace and a king son ola Grandma and my mama always told me that ill be something And to this day ive been more the star thats up and coming From Studio apartments to livin ina mansion (manchun) White house livin and im chillin like a villan Straight crash the wip but ill still buy it back But thats the dream Still chase it till we make it (Make it) Uh then we chase it till we make it Black tee to black shirts Really mean my the back hurts School summer time really lost myself Really had no one else around me so i helped myself Cuts all over my body Like a ageing chef Just writing songs for the broken boys -who neva played with toys Typa kid to look me in the eyes and say they doin just fine Really holdin together but u aint tuffer than leather My brotha ik the pain Interlude:( yea well ive been gone for a min.. back now tho so) Uh this take me back -Back farther than ive ever gone Straight to the days momma had no sholda to lean on But Not the type and neva bashful Making money. Back then really was a hassle But even if i do obtain the chains and fame Who am i? And will i be spared all the same They just shot Pnb Used ti make my head rock But now he lay down in the ground With no beat to break the sound 🌙 Rest in peace
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This take me back Back to when i never had no cloths on Sleepin on the floor ,Man my cover was an apron Uh Then you take a minute reminis Reminis about how life was really just a hit or miss But Pay attention pay attention to how them people change Switch up on you Just like that brotha on the corna with a switch blade Uh ay Im a menace and a king son ola Grandma and my mama always told me that ill be something And to this day ive been more the star thats up and coming From Studio apartments to livin ina mansion (manchun) White house livin and im chillin like a villan Straight crash the wip but ill still buy it back But thats the dream Still chase it till we make it (Make it) Uh then we chase it till we make it Black tee to black shirts Really mean my the back hurts School summer time really lost myself Really had no one else around me so i helped myself Cuts all over my body Like a ageing chef Just writing songs for the broken boys -who neva played with toys Typa kid to look me in the eyes and say they doin just fine Really holdin together but u aint tuffer than leather My brotha ik the pain Interlude:( yea well ive been gone for a min.. back now tho so) Uh this take me back -Back farther than ive ever gone Straight to the days momma had no sholda to lean on But Not the type and neva bashful Making money. Back then really was a hassle But even if i do obtain the chains and fame Who am i? And will i be spared all the same They just shot Pnb Used ti make my head rock But now he lay down in the ground With no beat to break the sound 🌙 Rest in peace
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