So i feel hate in my heart
A working genius, a work of art
I start my incision, my heart unforgiven
Or any type of suitable living condition listen
I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain
I miss you saying i love you swiftly followed by my name,
All these illusions have me lost on what i should be doin'
And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him
It's like a spell that i should have stayed away from.
When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them
My heart kept saying that it’s her that i should follow
And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit
U might be thinking like...i should have neva started
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