In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right
No, i'm not sorry, don't shout, don't fight.
There might not be a single friend that's in my (freaking) will
This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill
In the beginning i became the councillor, not just to my friend but to my classmates,
I needed an action break to regain a little bit of compassion against attraction fakes
Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent
It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend
But it's not all about me, sorry for the abstraction
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
No sorry and pitty i will not frown, i won’t let you
Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate
I'm not a chicken, and i'm sorry that this rap is late,
Sorry... not sorry, i probably shouldn't copy another killers story,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
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