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How did everything change?
Like a breeze, you know I got a pain
What a bitch in the range
I'm in a road where I got candy pain
No, I'm gone insane
Gotta quit smoking, it's like 40 days
Look back at my life, different
But I wake up, and it's not the same
How did everything change?
Life was from lame, now I got fame
Felt like bitch in a range
I'm in a road where I got candy pain
No, I'm gone insane
Gotta quit smoking, it's like 40 days
Look back at my life, different
But I wake up, and it's all the same
Every day that go by
I get more money, get more high
Fuck triple six, I'm Christian
But legit, gotta stay fly
Everybody say he pissed, bro
Been dealing with shit that I can't survive
I know I can't miss, bro
My songs hit like a drum and life
Beat on the I like a two-step
Fall on the floor 'cause he missed, right?
Yo, everyone know the room up next
I wanna just smoke dope and flex, yeah
Weightless and eat press, bro
So fake ten, be stressed, yeah
Like crazy what, am I crazy?
Ask me if I trust, nah
(Bitch, I can't trust you, 'cause I can't-)
Ask me if I trust, nah
(Bitch, I can't trust you, 'cause I can't-)
Ask me if I trust, nah
(Bitch, I can't trust you, trust you-)
Ask me if I trust, nah
Bitch, I can trust you
Ask me if I trust
Thumbing through on this, I love Ben Frank
I'ma just do it in the bank
Ask for 30 bands, that on my name
I threw my pants, load it cheap in the ring
Everything going up, everything going down in the same time
Lost everyone I trust, no congratulations, ain't no handouts
Yeah, yeah, wow
How did everything change?
Life up from lame, now I got fame
Fought it being a chin of range
I'm in a Rover, got candy paint
Know I'm going insane
Gotta quit smoking, it's like 40 days
Look back, get my life different
But I wake up and it's all the same
Every day that go by, I get more money, get more, how?
Fuck, triple's just some Christian with a jet, gotta stay fly
Everybody say you pissed, bro, been dealing with shit that I can't survive
I know I can't miss, bro, my songs hit like a drum a lot
Beat on the out like a two-step, falling on the floor 'cause you miss red, yo
Everyone know that I'm up next, I'ma just smoke dope and flex, yo
Wait, listen to you press, bro, so fake tab be stressed, yo
Life crazy when my mind crazier, ask me if I trust, nah
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