Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back
One day i was feeling a bit sad,
And i feel that feeling-i'm almost dead
You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet
This information is vital, look
Feeling blessed i was never in that hood
Why do i have this feeling of regret.
But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck
I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel
I cannot progress the feeling is gradual
And i gotta get my fix
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
Hoping that nobody don't notice
I was feeling like "it's love"
I gotta stop messin around
Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out
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