In real life an outcast,
Two white cups and i got that drank
There is more in to life
We hustle to survive
I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes
Never miss these things, see my game precise
I've never smoked in my life
And when i start to rise
Niggas surrounded by sadness
Because your pops wasn't anxious
Don’t you be holding back, your love
I dwell within sadness
Sky high, iced out paradise
In the devoid of life
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