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Got my perception polluted
been watching the world through this ghetto lens I'm only trusting my ghetto friends
you better hope they don't let us in
we see you right through the camouflage
we go from peasant to elegant
I used to tweak off a rello sip
I fell in deep had to plot my escape
but the memory serve like the elephant
I hold a grudge like a reservation
still light years from my destination
couldn't fall prey to the hesitation
Deja vu inside a Bentley coupe
i got the funny feeling i done been here before they in stupor hoes playing stupid
all this coochie new
I'm not forgiving you hoes
trust ain't no given
the fuck out the kitchen
my nigga was here with two eyes on the stove fuck is you sippin
never no slipping suck it with two handed grip on the pole
Seconds on crack back home
like time playing chicken with a suicide side
lot to unpack in a song
but the dread had me yelling out who am I
racking up Ls playing Tetris 2 or
3 leases on life by the metrics
stuck in one spot
had to watch where you step bitch
still in all kippa had to slide its electric my feels and the real gotta let em be separate fuck being moody and penniless wit da energy I gotta be a little more selfish a little more wise how I'm selling
Only of the good vibrations
Good vibrations
Good vibrations
Good vibrations
Backstreet boy with an attitude
nigga tried every Boulevard every avenue
doing what you Gotta do
working on my gratitude
rabbit ear pockets turn a saint into an animal
hoe I'm not the sage y'all may need to be
hate it when I get that second player energy
I'm just a nappy headed nigga
patting braids on the east
and the inspo came through phases
to me I been really trying to get the hunger back up
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