Flows going harder than feelings during divorce arguments
Sharper than shoulder blades to the esophagus
It was stone cold stunning trying to figure owwwttt
Where the hell my momma went
Looking at my pops like "yo how we get to this"
Art anime videogames the only thing I found my comfort in
Hated girls and school
They always killed a niggas confidence but
Love playing ball til both coaches forgot which team im wit
Could of went pro if it wasn't courtesy of my cousin
And my heart he rip
Fam write script
At age 8 that shiii
That's year he loss the love of the game
Nahhh
It couldn't been change, the fame, acclaim from these lames
How these niggas determine my great but never set foot in the paint
Yo how yall claiming how yall fans when yall was hardly in the stands
When i walked 12 miles to practice
My momma said i garbage can be
Anything i want to be after she heard my first LP
Dreams don't keep the lights on
But it keep the light alive in me
You would have thought my conception was like the lottery
Until I lost the ticket deep inside of me
But I ain't tryna find it man
Im tryna find some inner peace
More than a piece
Tryna fill a hole to be whole
Tryna feel a hole to be hole
Tryna fil a hole to be whoooollleee
Okniggadamn - Midrange Lyrics
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Flows going harder than feelings during divorce arguments
Sharper than shoulder blades to the esophagus
It was stone cold stunning trying to figure owwwttt
Where the hell my momma went
Looking at my pops like "yo how we get to this"
Art anime videogames the only thing I found my comfort in
Hated girls and school
They always killed a niggas confidence but
Love playing ball til both coaches forgot which team im wit
Could of went pro if it wasn't courtesy of my cousin
And my heart he rip
Fam write script
At age 8 that shiii
That's year he loss the love of the game
Nahhh
It couldn't been change, the fame, acclaim from these lames
How these niggas determine my great but never set foot in the paint
Yo how yall claiming how yall fans when yall was hardly in the stands
When i walked 12 miles to practice
My momma said i garbage can be
Anything i want to be after she heard my first LP
Dreams don't keep the lights on
But it keep the light alive in me
You would have thought my conception was like the lottery
Until I lost the ticket deep inside of me
But I ain't tryna find it man
Im tryna find some inner peace
More than a piece
Tryna fill a hole to be whole
Tryna feel a hole to be hole
Tryna fil a hole to be whoooollleee
Sharper than shoulder blades to the esophagus
It was stone cold stunning trying to figure owwwttt
Where the hell my momma went
Looking at my pops like "yo how we get to this"
Art anime videogames the only thing I found my comfort in
Hated girls and school
They always killed a niggas confidence but
Love playing ball til both coaches forgot which team im wit
Could of went pro if it wasn't courtesy of my cousin
And my heart he rip
Fam write script
At age 8 that shiii
That's year he loss the love of the game
Nahhh
It couldn't been change, the fame, acclaim from these lames
How these niggas determine my great but never set foot in the paint
Yo how yall claiming how yall fans when yall was hardly in the stands
When i walked 12 miles to practice
My momma said i garbage can be
Anything i want to be after she heard my first LP
Dreams don't keep the lights on
But it keep the light alive in me
You would have thought my conception was like the lottery
Until I lost the ticket deep inside of me
But I ain't tryna find it man
Im tryna find some inner peace
More than a piece
Tryna fill a hole to be whole
Tryna feel a hole to be hole
Tryna fil a hole to be whoooollleee
Writer: rakim escobar of oknd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid