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There's so much that I should've done

There's so much that I should've done

Instead I always chose to run

Different places start replacing

Faces vacant

Silent like our recent conversations

replace you with...

 

Drifting into loneliness

But there I got myself

And I help me cope with this

You don't understand

That that's what I've been telling you

You see me in the same way

That you view my wordplay

Childish

Emotional

Never clever

No Gambino

Fake as fuck

And fucking day

 

But today I'm happy

So here all stay

Try and take what I found

And this kid is always sad

That you thought probably can wrap his way out of a sideways

And black tilted gangster hat

We'll show you just tell real your world really is

You barely know how to feel how you gonna name call

And point fingers at my shit where's your  single huh

If you're so good then why no profit

'cause this is not you

Right now I got it

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