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Yeah ,lets go, turn me up
Nigga play hit the ground, Recess
Nigga play hit the ground thats a recess
Me and Twizzy be on it,
Yea run that shi like the finals
Nigga play hit the ground - recess
Better know imma die bout ma respect
F*ck around and find out like a reflex
Tryna pack up the green like a cheese head
College dropout a schoolboy reject
Dis shi was made fa me go check the presets
I kno they wanna see me lonely -
But when im up there gone play like ma homie
He stay Pillow talking to a bitch but like kai we ah cennat shi straight to yo close friends
Im knowing you don't really got ma back cause the snakes always play it the closest
That shit that we had could be beautiful
It come down to you imma lose control
Let you go if thats what you suppose
Now you somebody i used to know
My neck ,spent a few racks
My pockets still gettin fat
Yea we still flipping them packs
Take ya lil bih ima fvck from back
Smack on ha ass then pull out them tracks
I'm with tha gang
You ain't the same ,you lame
I aint ever really been a lame
Feel to much pain in vains
Its why i get up on a plane
Im catching flights and no not feelings
Dont want no love just millions
Im being a dad to my lil children
Hate that you switch why you acting different
Cant force nun if u wanna leave then go
Now my heart cold like some. White snow
Now you some one that i used to know
Uhh uhh uhh i used to know
Naw Naw Naw
Oh Lord Lord Lord
Yeah my head too far gone
Gotta let them folks feel me like skin
If i dont then this problem unsolved
Had faith in em catching me i hit a wall
Alone onna road every time I walk
Gotta leave voice mail anytime I call
Bitxh im Alone and hurt
I said Dis a soldier hurt
Bet a hunnid you come around crossing me
I say Double or Nothing im knowin my worth
Still finding my way ion know how to ack so im pouring this mud like dis 4 from the dirt
Lacking attention i cut social media just to get money n hit up the church
Airplane mode ian tryna be bothered
Got off the gram ian tryna be followed
Aint No reason to lock in dat shit come with problems
Still if you need me to have you i gotcha
Tell me Can you feel it
Somebody that i used to know
Can you feel it
It could be beautiful
Why ion feel it
Gotta let you be free
Gotta let you be free
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Yeah ,lets go, turn me up
Nigga play hit the ground, Recess
Nigga play hit the ground thats a recess
Me and Twizzy be on it,
Yea run that shi like the finals
Nigga play hit the ground - recess
Better know imma die bout ma respect
F*ck around and find out like a reflex
Tryna pack up the green like a cheese head
College dropout a schoolboy reject
Dis shi was made fa me go check the presets
I kno they wanna see me lonely -
But when im up there gone play like ma homie
He stay Pillow talking to a bitch but like kai we ah cennat shi straight to yo close friends
Im knowing you don't really got ma back cause the snakes always play it the closest
That shit that we had could be beautiful
It come down to you imma lose control
Let you go if thats what you suppose
Now you somebody i used to know
My neck ,spent a few racks
My pockets still gettin fat
Yea we still flipping them packs
Take ya lil bih ima fvck from back
Smack on ha ass then pull out them tracks
I'm with tha gang
You ain't the same ,you lame
I aint ever really been a lame
Feel to much pain in vains
Its why i get up on a plane
Im catching flights and no not feelings
Dont want no love just millions
Im being a dad to my lil children
Hate that you switch why you acting different
Cant force nun if u wanna leave then go
Now my heart cold like some. White snow
Now you some one that i used to know
Uhh uhh uhh i used to know
Naw Naw Naw
Oh Lord Lord Lord
Yeah my head too far gone
Gotta let them folks feel me like skin
If i dont then this problem unsolved
Had faith in em catching me i hit a wall
Alone onna road every time I walk
Gotta leave voice mail anytime I call
Bitxh im Alone and hurt
I said Dis a soldier hurt
Bet a hunnid you come around crossing me
I say Double or Nothing im knowin my worth
Still finding my way ion know how to ack so im pouring this mud like dis 4 from the dirt
Lacking attention i cut social media just to get money n hit up the church
Airplane mode ian tryna be bothered
Got off the gram ian tryna be followed
Aint No reason to lock in dat shit come with problems
Still if you need me to have you i gotcha
Tell me Can you feel it
Somebody that i used to know
Can you feel it
It could be beautiful
Why ion feel it
Gotta let you be free
Gotta let you be free
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Writer: Johnathan Shaw, Paul Watley
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