And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and
You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit
I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free
Then she on her facebook like when we finna party
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising
Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring
Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back
I dont understand why these niggas so vexed
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
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