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That was dope And i wake up to write My sight My feeling the future But figure for fuckin You lokk and you blink And the future is nothing So i can i just hold onto something Im sick of me rippin up books And i rip enough hoots to forget how to take off my boots Idk what to expect And by that i mean Money my family my patience My motive By morning already mean Didnt even get in a cup of the caffine So fuck all of this I walk and i talk and i run
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That was dope And i wake up to write My sight My feeling the future But figure for fuckin You lokk and you blink And the future is nothing So i can i just hold onto something Im sick of me rippin up books And i rip enough hoots to forget how to take off my boots Idk what to expect And by that i mean Money my family my patience My motive By morning already mean Didnt even get in a cup of the caffine So fuck all of this I walk and i talk and i run