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Time Out
Maxo Kream
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Lately, I been feelin' I need time out (time out)
Go away to free my brain and clear my mind out
I got some people that I love, they unalive now
Addicted to the Adderall and Vyvanse, Amy Winehouse
R.I.P., my father died, I took a trip to Naija
Searchin' for my roots, I go to Lagos, then to Ghana
Low vibrations in my thoughts when they was suicidal
Back when my daughter on my knee, you R.I.P. and I'll down ya
If I start takin' amphetamines, I might go back to Downey's
I'm gettin' sick of Houston city, feel we're outtta-towners
Japanese denim, 'bout to do a show in China
I really need some therapy but never make the time for
'Cause I can't tell a cracka what my niggas kill and die for
Malicious thoughts just like a terrorist
This street shit was inherited, can't share it with no therapist
I miss my brother and my pops, on Instagram, I post, they sharin' it
I miss the Act', I miss the Wock', I feel in love with Trish 'n' Mary
Got a call from lil' Jordan, locked up, ain't seen him in a minute
He sound grown on the phone, he more mature, his mind different
He told me, "Straighten up and stand on bidness"
Stay out the bushes, keep my tunnel vision
Granny, mama, brother, sister, children, it's a bigger picture
Then he asked me why the lawyer for? Appeal me
Doin' 50, yeah, for a murder, finally startin' to get 'em
Gettin' older, up in age, doin' birthdays in the cage
Funerals, can't see the grave
Seein' how money his mama started at a job, insane
Visitation, talkin' through a glass, I still feel his pain
Tear drop tattoo the only way he shed his pain
Fuck a psychiatrist, a convicted felon for murder
Gave me motivation to change
Lately, I been feelin' I need time out
Go away to free my brain and clear my mind out
I got some people that I love, they unalive now
Addicted to the Adderall and Vyvanse, Amy Winehouse
R.I.P., my father died, I took a trip to Naija
Searchin' for my roots, I go to Lagos, then to Ghana
Low vibrations in my thoughts when they was suicidal
Back when my daughter on my knee, you R.I.P. and I'll down ya
If I start takin' amphetamemes, I might go back to Downey's
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