Lyrics

It gets to a point when you look in the mirror
Light up a joint help you see things clear
We on the verge of coming up
We barely give a fuck
It's so scary all the things we fear

A couple weapons for stressing

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My mental, my pencil
Tryna flip my bankroll like tenfold
Murder your team and keep your heads as a mementos
My shit is graphic
This life is tragic
I been told to keep in line
A couple things that you should keep in mind
Don't ever fold, before the ones who hope to keep you blind
You know the one's who love to tell you everything you're not
When in reality they envy everything you got
With every single shot you take, know they ain't betting on ya
With every single bone you break you only getting stronger

Stron-stron-stron-stron-stron-getting stronger
Stron-stron-stron-you only

Sometimes I wake up in the morning wondering when my life begun
Yeah
Sometimes I wake up in the morning wondering what we might become
I'll prolly
Just say fuck it and just do my thing
I'm balling on a budget, I just use my brain
My wallet getting thinner, yeah I use my change
I rather switch the subject to the moods I bring

Sometimes I wake up in the morning wondering when my life begun
Yeah
Sometimes I wake up in the morning wondering what we might become
I'll prolly
Just say fuck it and just do my thing
I'm balling on a budget, I just use my brain
My wallet getting thinner, yeah I use my change
I rather switch the subject to the moods I bring

Stron-stron-stron-stron-stron -getting stronger
Stron-stron-stron. -you only

Writer(s): Gaël Georges

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