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Yeah
Dream
Been tryna stay focused
But that shit still hit me sometimes
I′m at a band
Lost my lil shawty out here
I'm at a band
Still want her back
I ain′t capping man
Head down I'm straight
But I'm damaged damn
Too much pride
I′m telling all my friends
At school in the morning
Work when the sun drop
Sorry keep me sane
Can you stop
Don′t stop, shots on my phone, tryna catch me a good start
I just want bread and peace, fuck all that dumb talk
I ain't gon′ fake it, I wanted that girl
Could've given my time, could've given my word
But you don′t got me mad at myself
I can′t lose my mind, gotta change something else
I be in class, but my head somewhere different
So fast, I keep talking, I'm dead even listening
Thinking bout the nights where you used to be with me
Now I′m chasing checks, tryna turn pain into millions
Then I hit the field, gotta lock the fuck in
Run to my chest, or still do it again
Everybody singing if they think I'm doing it with my friends
Whole time I′m failing, shit I don't tell nobody
Work after practice, I′m tired as fuck
Still show up, I ain't asking for luck
I know broke days I ain′t going back
So I'm watching them candles tryna learn every chart
Lost my lil shawty I was in manapan
Still want her back I ain′t capping man
Dance like I'm straight but I′m damaged damn
Too much pride
I'm telling mama feelings at school in the morning work when the sun rise
Saga keep me sane clean style don′t stop
Charts on my phone tryna catch me a good start
I just want bread and peace fuck all that dumb talk
I don′t want drama keep that shit over there
I done had enough pressure
I need peace in the air I ain't chasing no bitch I′m chasing a future
But you different that's the part that fuck with me
Late nights charts on the screen
Tryna stack money tryna live my dream
Tryna pass my classes keep my head clean
Tryna score on a field tryna level my team
I got too much shit on me to crash out now
Too many goals I can't back down now
Even if you never come back around
Imma build this life till they know me downtown
But if you call me I might pick up
I ain′t gonna front I′m still gonna fuck I know I act tough
But losing you that shit cut deep as fuck
Lost my lil shawty out in Mattapan
Still want her back I ain′t capping man
Back like I'm straight but I′m damaged damn
Too much pride I don't tell ′em all my feelings at school in the morning
Whip when the sun drops
Bitch can you say please stop
Don't stop
Shots on my phone try to catch me a good start
I just want bread in peace fuck all that dumb talk
School
Nasca
What
You heard it
I′m locked in
But Mattapan
I still think about you
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