There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,
And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out
I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way
My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight
This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
Lookin for ways to try
When that thing gon fly
Never felt like being this close to break,
We both teenagers with the same mind state
I'm just trying to learn better ways
Lookin' at me, now they know my face
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