the road to fame
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•3 months ago
the road to fame I been on this road. Nobody can fallow. Searching in my soul. Not drownin In my sorrow. wit the 🍾 Joint, blunt, bowl. we just hot the loto. Momma I know that ur worried. But your son. Is starting to make shit happen He's been doing good. You should be proud of him I know he talks. But he backs it up. Hold up. Back it up . Fang that bitch. Dracula. Can't fick wit me. If you wanna speak. You can dm. And if not. Bitch just unfriend me. I ain't scared of your man. So let him know. Don't ask for my location . I will end it. No pretend . You just repeated yo ending In my presents Now I feel someone pretending Like they rooting for me Just to get the information Take it back to the police station I'll make them face me The music Is cosmic I wish it was silent So I could think Quit speakin And stay outta my region You make me forget a verse You won't hear from me again I wish I had Never told any My friend What happen to me as a child Putting me into that situation Institution Made all that shit slip out Therapy sessions Hidden feelins Once I got locked up My therapist Shared all the words that I I wish i didn't Cuz i Had a roommate that I fought Did more time Started claiming 5 Mf That's my guy Looked out throw desperate times I just hope one day he will giiiiind This road that I'm still on nobody can fallow. Searching in my soul Not drowning in my sorrow. Joint, blunt, bowl. We just hit the loto. Told my momma I understand alot tho Thought me how to be a man. Even tho they tried to stop you. You keep on pushing back Cuz the rents been do. That's how shit used to be. Until they prayed on me
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the road to fame I been on this road. Nobody can fallow. Searching in my soul. Not drownin In my sorrow. wit the 🍾 Joint, blunt, bowl. we just hot the loto. Momma I know that ur worried. But your son. Is starting to make shit happen He's been doing good. You should be proud of him I know he talks. But he backs it up. Hold up. Back it up . Fang that bitch. Dracula. Can't fick wit me. If you wanna speak. You can dm. And if not. Bitch just unfriend me. I ain't scared of your man. So let him know. Don't ask for my location . I will end it. No pretend . You just repeated yo ending In my presents Now I feel someone pretending Like they rooting for me Just to get the information Take it back to the police station I'll make them face me The music Is cosmic I wish it was silent So I could think Quit speakin And stay outta my region You make me forget a verse You won't hear from me again I wish I had Never told any My friend What happen to me as a child Putting me into that situation Institution Made all that shit slip out Therapy sessions Hidden feelins Once I got locked up My therapist Shared all the words that I I wish i didn't Cuz i Had a roommate that I fought Did more time Started claiming 5 Mf That's my guy Looked out throw desperate times I just hope one day he will giiiiind This road that I'm still on nobody can fallow. Searching in my soul Not drowning in my sorrow. Joint, blunt, bowl. We just hit the loto. Told my momma I understand alot tho Thought me how to be a man. Even tho they tried to stop you. You keep on pushing back Cuz the rents been do. That's how shit used to be. Until they prayed on me
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