SamDi_19:12
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•30 Dec 2016
Get on my ship and row or walk the fucking plank. Car journeys with my pal Rico. Getting gassed up writing bars thinking we was sneakbo. Had so much fun in another world I thought was mine. Then it was back to my mothers yard. Back on my grind. A small one bed place that I'm still in. To many body's to fit in. I've worked as this and I've worked as that. I need to focus more on working on this track. I done too many jobs and m not ashamed to say I've had the sack. See people don't understand me. People like to undermine me. Too many people wanna chat about what you should do. I'm like take a look in the mirrior and look at what you could do. I've had a lot and I've had nothing. Believe it or not I once had a buffting. She got caught up in the world of puffing. On another girls clit she was probably sucking. See when I write lyrics and I put pen to the pad. I feel like I'm a happy sad. It might sound fucked up but it makes me kinda glad. I got so much shit on my mind about the struggle and the grind . So after another shitty day I play a hard beat and I let my mind put itself in the berol and the rest well just listen to what I say. I have hard a tough life and I have had rough nights. But in life it ain't about getting put down that makes you great. It's about what keeps your heart beating and your mind thinking that makes you a saint. Even after all the trouble and the sad times. It's like forget the bad times. Fuck your parents for the shit desicions. Just cause there life had no vision and here I am 20 years old with too much ambition. You put me in a shit position and I come out on top speaking the truth about my life conditions. See life is a mission so stop wishing and start doing.
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Get on my ship and row or walk the fucking plank. Car journeys with my pal Rico. Getting gassed up writing bars thinking we was sneakbo. Had so much fun in another world I thought was mine. Then it was back to my mothers yard. Back on my grind. A small one bed place that I'm still in. To many body's to fit in. I've worked as this and I've worked as that. I need to focus more on working on this track. I done too many jobs and m not ashamed to say I've had the sack. See people don't understand me. People like to undermine me. Too many people wanna chat about what you should do. I'm like take a look in the mirrior and look at what you could do. I've had a lot and I've had nothing. Believe it or not I once had a buffting. She got caught up in the world of puffing. On another girls clit she was probably sucking. See when I write lyrics and I put pen to the pad. I feel like I'm a happy sad. It might sound fucked up but it makes me kinda glad. I got so much shit on my mind about the struggle and the grind . So after another shitty day I play a hard beat and I let my mind put itself in the berol and the rest well just listen to what I say. I have hard a tough life and I have had rough nights. But in life it ain't about getting put down that makes you great. It's about what keeps your heart beating and your mind thinking that makes you a saint. Even after all the trouble and the sad times. It's like forget the bad times. Fuck your parents for the shit desicions. Just cause there life had no vision and here I am 20 years old with too much ambition. You put me in a shit position and I come out on top speaking the truth about my life conditions. See life is a mission so stop wishing and start doing.
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