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big melancholy - every sinner was a saint lyrics

[chorus]
running the pain for the ones who ain’t make it
so why can’t i change?
if you were in my position, then you’d probably switching the ones that you love for the fame
but me, i’d rather just keep it a a buck for the ones that i love
ain’t no switching, on gang
i can’t contain these lingering thoughts in my head telling me “i should give it a break”
but every sinner was a saint, and every angel got some hate
and every time i put my daughter to bed, i thank god for giving me grace
running away, just something i can’t do
get in my way and you can get ran through
ducking my fate, you p_ssy, you [?]

[verse 1]
don’t get paid for plays, you rap to please to the game for a minute
i’ve been getting brain from the things that ashamed
i’m on back when i’m in it, got a bag of the spinach
you’ll be taxing, don’t get it
i don’t lack what i’m spending
i’m so anchoritic, god d_mn
stick to the script, i can’t switch up my mans
sticking my grip like i’m beating on bands
tell me go flip, got her spinning like fans
pop with the plug like i’m hitting my dance, d_mn, d_mn

[verse 2]
i’ve been getting praised from the graves of the shame
when i hate on the game, but i can’t the my fate
gotta stay with the pain, got the sh_t on my name
big melancholy, b_tch, in the banks of for best in the game
laughing all the way to the bank
if i’m lying sh_t, throw me in the grave
i just wanna be wielding it
b_tch, i’ma stand up for days, god d_mn
god d_mn, i’m the man
say my name, wrong, call the ambulance
you babbling, but i ain’t with the rambling again
i love to die, where they had to get the static kid
just moving on some magic tears, facts spin
i’m flipping [?] just like a b_tch with happiness
if i didn’t get the half of it
the tragic, bad, and magic, savage, racks for sh_t
i was spending pain when i’m in it
switching on the lane, gotta change
so i think when i spend it, got my brain moving different
i been getting brain, getting digits
like, i know it’s gon’ taste when i get it, for real
i can’t wait to see how that feel
until then, i got no chill
lil’ b_tch, i’m up all night tryna heal, d_mn
[chorus]
running the pain for the ones who ain’t make it
so why can’t i change?
if you were in my position, then you’d probably switching the ones that you love for the fame
but me, i’d rather just keep it a a buck for the ones that i love
ain’t no switching, on gang
i can’t contain these lingering thoughts in my head telling me “i should give it a break”
but every sinner was a saint, and every angel got some hate
and every time i put my daughter to bed, i thank god for giving me grace
running away, just something i can’t do
get in my way and you can get ran through
ducking my fate, you p_ssy, you [?]

- big melancholy lyrics

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