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166y - strife كلمات الأغنية

16 on his sh_t again

i’m try’na get a bag, stacks of money and lotta hats
build up my intricate tracks, packed with facts and stacks
of my student life, and my producer strife
and in my life, i’d say i’m decent but i just might
end up where i don’t wanna be, maybe end up on the streets
i mean, it’s quite likely possible if my eyes both stay green
need to get up off my knees, begin workin’ for money
it’s awful idlin’, should i stay or run up on my feet
won’t even be history, want death to be mystery
do i live in misery, well that’s sh_t’s unknown to me
don’t think there’s been a single feelin’ that i’ve felt since i was twеlve besides
angеr, disappointment, or as if i’m in h_ll
sh_t tends to take over my day
sh_t tends to get in the way
but do i let it get me astray? i grind this sh_t everyday
idle brainless studyin’, streamin’ sell mission gta
don’t have no more time to game, sh_t gon’ lead me to my fate
and i’m not try’na live like neet, i’m aimin’ straight for those gates
[outro]
i was on the bus, yeah, i was writin’ sh_t off the dome
i never felt too comfy anywhere, nowhere’s my home
yeah ‘cept for music though, that sh_t gonna give me a throne, or
i’ll be thrown into the streets bein’ told
16 why ain’t you heard about, 16 why ain’t you heard about
the death of the industry?

and i have but, i’m try’na make sh_t from the rubble

- 166y

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